We got 6 little chickies in the beginning of August and have just loved every moment of raising them. They lived in a basement brooder until my husband built a gorgeous coop for them in the backyard and since then they’ve been fantastic New England hardy gals. They were out foraging today and as usual we kept an eye on them. But in less than the blink of an eye something came upon them and attacked our Barrd Rock who we called Honey. She died just a few minutes later. I know everyone told us that we’d never have chickens that grow old, that something gets them eventually. But we are so so devestated. I don’t think anything could have prepared us for this sadness. She just laid her first egg this morning and she was a sweet, sweet girl. Just posting here because we use the threads a lot as a resource and I feel as though there are folks here who understand what we’re going through. Words of encouragement appreciated and also suggestions of when/how it’s best to incorporate new little ones into the flock. Would maybe like to get 2 more to add when it’s appropriate. Thanks so much.
