I came home from work and all 9 hens ran up as usual. Where was Roo Dude (Rooster). In the pen, by the coop, face down. I shook him and then picked him up and held him. His breast was still warm, but he was getting stiff elsewhere.
Not a scratch. Nothing. My beautiful Roo, just gone. I just buried him way out in the field.
What the heck? Maybe he choked on something.... I just had to write to you all who understand. I am crying like a big baby.
Ellie
Not a scratch. Nothing. My beautiful Roo, just gone. I just buried him way out in the field.
What the heck? Maybe he choked on something.... I just had to write to you all who understand. I am crying like a big baby.
Ellie