Memorials

I remember Chester...I swear they have more love in their 3 chambered hearts than most people...
I have Slifer's picture on my name tag for work. I have Penny's on there too along with Obelisk.
You just don't forget these friends.
 
Hi SC!
And I remember your babies as well! I wasn't on BYC when you had/lost Tom and Jerry but I remember Slifer and Obelisk well. Penny...I'm getting to know!
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I'm so glad you went on ahead and got Penny. Obelisk deserves a friend. I will always remember Slifer and the crazy antics she performed. Life goes on, no?

Ellen
 
"Thing 2".......thank you for showing us just how heartbreakingly cute Silkies can be. All you ever wanted to do was hatch an egg and be with your best friend, Jack Frost. Sickened and died before we even had a chance to do anything. How you died we'll never know. Died on the nest. We'll miss you.
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My old dog, Lucy, was a sweetheart. a lazy but loving pet. She was a golden/chesapeake retriever mix that got as big as a barrel. I remember coming back from a trip to Guatemala and seeing with new eyes just how fat she was, after seeing all those skinny animals in Guatemala. I tried to get my parents to put her on a diet, but to no avail and she died of a heart attack soon after. She lived a good life though. She was 12.

My first and last budgies were also special. The first was Teek, short for Teekarap, backwards for parakeet. I was 9 when I named her. She was never super friendly - a pet shop bird - but she had a regal quality and after we started breeding she acted the matriarch. (she was never bred) She died at age 14.

Ljubi, my last parakeet, was hand raised and could talk. His name means 'love' and though he wasn't the most cuddly thing, he was smart and happy. His hand rearing made him act different from the other birds, and they weren't interested in mating with him. It would've been nice to have his progeny, but oh well. He died at age 10.

My parents now have a sweet chocolate lab, and I'm missing having animals! I can't wait to get chickens!
 
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You know, I wasn't going to say much more about BokBok, but I have to...cause she was an example of why I sometimes think chickens really do have a computer chip where their brain should be.We had a lot of problems with predators last spring and all BokBok's fellow BlackStar sisters were killed over a period of time. She made new friends but for a long time many of our chickens were attempting to roost in our garage every night, rather than the barn, to have a safer haven from the predators. Eventually, they all returned to the barn....except BokBok. Every night she would roost in the garage and every night we would carry her to the barn and place her in an enclosed pen where she was assured of a safe roosting place. Eventually she decided our kitchen window sill was a better temporary roosting place. We really think she sat there to remind us to take her to her safe roosting place in the barn. My kids would always volunteer to put BokBok in bed (and these are teenagers!); my son eventually would ride her down to the barn on his bicycle, to which she did not object at all. When we had company she obviously relished her position as ambassador of chickens to show unknowing strangers how appealing and pet-able chickens can be...and all of our many of our guests got enjoyment out of petting and holding her. Eventually we learned that she probably had Avian TB...but since the entire flock had already been exposed (and they don't all get it)...we decided to leave her alone and let her live out the many months left that she would be comfortable. Which she did and enjoyed..even though she had a breathing problem she would still come to the house every day...lie in the sun...and adored catching frogs..
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as the weather turned colder she became quieter and a little depressed; we were talking about having her euthanized, when she dissapeared. Alhough we looked everywhere we couldn't find any trace of her. We are praying that she did not suffer long, if at all. God bless BokBok.
 
I just can't believe I am writing another post in this thread. Rootbeer my beloved Golden Crested Polish came up missing last Thursday. We've yet to find her. Here is the thread I started on her.

https://www.backyardchickens.com/forum/viewtopic.php?id=20807

As the saying in Lord of the Rings goes....
"Look for your friends, but do not not cling to hope, for it has forsaken this land".

I do not cling to hope, for we have had a few 32 degree nights. With no other chickens body heat to warm her, she would have parished from the elements. That's assuming she wandered off. I don't want to think about the alternatives that are out there.

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Can I add one too? I had a horse named Fame. He was very sweet even when he was being a nit wit. One day my mom and I went out to feed. We found Fame in a corner of the pasture with his leg swollen up to the 2x the normal size. We called a vet out hoping that he had just bumped it or something and would be ok in a few days. It ended up that he had broken his leg while playing with the other horses during the night. The vet said that he would probably have to be put to sleep, but we decided to give it a few days. After 3 days and still no improvement mom decided that we should put him to sleep. I remember those last few minutes with him. I was rubbing his favorite spot on his shoulder,and he was doing that funny lip thing that horses do when they are enjoying something. I remember walking away and him nickering at me which made my cry even more. That was one of the worst couple of days of my life. RIP Fame. I love you.
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