Isnt it supposed to get eaiser? when do the tears stop?

[Little One]

I'm sorry for your loss.

She was lucky to have you as her caretaker. I just lost a girl yesterday.

Yes, it's just a chicken beekissed, but it's also a loved pet to a lot of us.

 

[Beekissed]

I didn't state it was "just a chicken". I merely pointed out that the potential for loss in this kind of pet is much higher than a typical family pet or in other livestock, so one can choose to accept this and make adjustments to their expectations and emotional attachments or not. If not, then it more than likely won't get any easier.

 

[Dowie]

So sorry for what happened. I know my chickens have shorter lives than mine, but it still hurt really really bad when one of my favorite girls died. I continue to miss her but I also smile when I remember her. Clever was a beautiful girl.

 

[Jesseschickens]

Thank you everyone. And beekissed it probably wont get any eaiser for me. when i touch the door handel they all come running but when anyone else does they stay where they are. I will always remember how Clever dodged rain drops. She was such a cute little hen. The part i feel the worst about is how she died and i wasnt there to protect her...

 

[Rockin' Reds]

So sorry for your loss. Clever Rose was a gorgeous girl.

It never gets easier for me in this regard, they are my pets. May the happy memories of Clever make you smile after your tears have dried.

 

[Kickin.Cowgirl]

I'm so sorry

 

[Sunny Side Up]

I am sorry for your loss, Jesseschickens, these chickens certainly can grab a hold of our hearts.

And Beekissed, I understand what you're saying in answer to the OP's title question. It gets easier when you come to terms with the vulnerability of keeping chickens by not forming the deep attatchments you'd make to a pet that you expect to endure for many years. Otherwise, you're putting yourself at risk for great heartaches.

I think it gets easier by keeping it all in perspective. You know that chickens are vulnerable, so while you provide the best of care and safe housing for them, you're not completely blown away if something happens to them. You can certainly feel love & affection for them, and have your favorite beloved birds, but know to appreciate each day you have with them, because Stuff Happens To Chickens.

You can also keep the perspective that they're simply livestock and only grieve the loss of their usefulness when they're gone. There's nothing wrong with that perspective either.

 

[Beekissed]

Yes. Though mine were mainly for food production, I had my favorites and felt sadness when I had to kill them for one reason or another~particularly if they had been hurt in some way before death. I didn't cry, though, because I know that Stuff Happens to Chickens.....it makes it easier if you go into it knowing that. It prepares you for a certain measure of sorrow that will be felt on that day and, if prepared, one can face it with more determination and fortitude.

 

[annie3001]

awe poor thing. so sorry for your loss. plymouth rocks are the best. our next flock of chickens will only be plymouth rocks. they are so gentle, sweet,great laying, docile. Beautiful bird you had.

 

[AutumnPeeps]

I'm so sorry!

I know EXACTLY what you feel like... Almost the exact same thing happened to me a year ago, except Peep was the only chicken we had.

He was the sixth member of our family and considered us his flock, and was always most happy whenever he was with all of us together. He made it his personal mission to seek each of us out each morning and "dance" for us, and would run across several yards to greet my sister and brother coming back from school to 'lead' them back home. He tried to mimick everything we did, looking in the cabinet for a snack, playing with his big red ball, even sitting on the couch with us while we watched movies. And always wanting to share our food, of course!

When we'd left we'd promised to come back in a few hours. We were minutes too late. Minutes away from being able to say goodbye. I can not remember one time when he was sad, because whenever one of us was around, he was happy. But when he died he was alone, waiting for us to come back for him. That pains me horribly even still. He was only one year old.

I know it's hard to lose a beloved pet, believe me I do. But the best thing you can do is think of all of the best times you had with her and be happy knowing that she was. Write down every little detail you can think of, so you can always know how to refresh those wonderful memories.
I'll pray for you