It makes me lose all hope. *Please read*

So sorry, she was a beautiful girl. I love my Polish. We have those days, I've had it today. Went out and my beloved Snowball, a white frizzle, who I wrote about being made of steel after avoiding so many disasters- dead. I go out to bury him and filp over a feed pan- dead chicken. She had gotten under it somehow and in the heat died. Some days just suck, but loving a chicken is worth it.
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P.S Good luck at the fair
 
Thanks again everyone. We went to the fair and I ended up enjoying myself. My one Sultan pullet (hopefully you will remember that one, chickenzoo
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) won me 4 awards. 1st place in Best Hen, Best of Show, and Best of Class. Two of those awards were trophies. And then I won 2nd place Reserve Champion Showmanship. It has been a bittersweet week. Patty was the hen that first made me want to show poultry, that was before I knew that the hens had to be clean and worthy.
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But I'd like to think she was staring down at me today thinking, "That's my girl!"

Chickenzoo, I'm so sorry about your bird. I've always wanted a frizzle.
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I hear good things about them.

MotherMal, I talked to one of the judges, a breeder of White Cochin bantams and arranged to do just that.
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I'm getting one of the culls next week. She doesn't have much fluff in her tail. If it weren't for me, she would have been killed or taken to an auction. I'd like to think I'm saving a life.
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Pats would have wanted me to.
 
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Oh PP, I'm so sorry for your loss. Even if you know it's coming, the death of a feathered friend is so painful. And yes, I've had an inexplicable death like your Patty.

Everyone was just fine and dandy one fine spring evening back in April this year when I went to lock them in for the night. When I went out first thing in the morning, there was my beloved Mildred, #2 Buff Orp, dead on the floor. She looked like she just went to sleep there, but was stone cold. Not one word of complaint from her the day before. Nothing wrong with their grain (believe me, I checked!) and nothing consumed, to my knowledge, that could have caused her demise. I'll never understand how a completely healthy bird could be out and about, pecking right along side with the rest of the girls one day, and be gone to that great garden in the sky the next morning.

I hope your success at the fair today will help to soften the blow of losing Patty. I'm sure she's very proud of you. No, 2 and a half years isn't nearly long enough. 20 years isn't long enough when you share that special bond. I know that when Gimpy goes, I'll cry like a little baby! She's my number one girl and our bond is like that of between you and Patty Pom Pom.

I hope that her daughter can form that kind of bond with you as well. It will never be the same, but it can still be a good relationship! Best of luck with her
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So sorry for your loss. Maybe she had a heart attack. I had one of my girls die for no apparent reason.
 

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