THis morinin I woke up at 6 to go get ready for school when I heard a chicken swaking LOUDLY and so I went down to check. On my right their lie silverwing, My sliver wyanadotte, broken and torn. I wanted to cry but I needed to cheack on the others. Tweetie was the one swaking, running around and hiding. I got her and went to the coop where I found the 4 other chickens. The door was ajar. I felt so happy they were okay but so angry and grief filled about silverwing They weren't just chickens to me, you know? Their like my babies, (I'm only 14) and pets I really love. I know I shoudn't be so fragile but...... I watched her grow up and found her personaltity to. She was The top of the pecking order, and I can tell the other chickens are alittle lost. When I went down their tonight to check on them, they even left her usual spot open for her I didn't help that I found out 15 min. before my bus came. My best friends wern't supportive either. One made jokes about how we could eat her now and how shes just a chicken, get over it. And the other one just ignored me.
So sorry . . .for your loss and for your friends' lack of sympathy. Pets come in all shapes and sizes-and we love them no matter what they are.
Clearly, you loved that bird as you would any pet. It must have been a tough day for you. I'm sure he'll be sorely missed. I'm sorry for your loss.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Friends, even old friends like mine, don't understand all the care and love we put into our "babies". Like you said, they think, "they're just chickens". Don't get mad at your friends, they just don't "get it". Try to improve on your coop/pen, maybe put out a trap for the predator, and do the best you can to protect your "babies". You are in a great place where there are people that understand and sympathize what you are feeling.
So sorry for your loss and the thoughtless comments. I know what you mean about watching them grow and seeing a personality.Many of the chicks we took in were renamed according to their personality,or something we noticed about them....pluckers,poopy face,broken toe,no name(now jumper). I would be sad if we lost any of them too.Still sad over our 13 week old roo dying weeks ago.Hugs.
She was not "just a chicken", we understand that she was a friend and a family member. It's terrible to lose one and take pity on your friends that don't understand what it is to love something that much.
