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We lost Frannie overnight.
She hadn't been herself since the massive prolapse she had this summer, but she didn't seem THAT far off... I had been keeping an eye on her because I was concerned she wouldn't do well once winter really set in, and since it seems Elda is likely to spend the winter inside, I had been considering bringing Frannie in as well. I guess I didn't act soon enough. 
Poor Scooter is the last of the Sebrights now. Now I'm wishing I had gotten some OEGBs so that Scoot wouldn't be the only little bantam in the flock. There are still the Cochin fuzzies, but they're bigger and tend to be a bit more cliquish with each other. Here's hoping Scoot does all right in the flock without her sister.
Poor little Frannie... She had been debeaked so badly that she had no upper mandible. She always had issues because her nostrils had been destroyed by her botched debeaking, so she often got dirt and feed stuck in them. Some consideration for her with the depth of feed in the feed dishes, and she thrived for 6 years, though the poor darling never truly got to free-range because she simply couldn't peck up anything while foraging. My only hope is that I made up for the cruelty she faced early in life with the care that I tried to give her. I don't know quite how old she was when she arrived, but I assume she was a late winter or early spring pullet in 2011. She arrived here around March or April of that year if I remember correctly.
Her and Scooter preening in the sun one spring:


Poor Scooter is the last of the Sebrights now. Now I'm wishing I had gotten some OEGBs so that Scoot wouldn't be the only little bantam in the flock. There are still the Cochin fuzzies, but they're bigger and tend to be a bit more cliquish with each other. Here's hoping Scoot does all right in the flock without her sister.

Poor little Frannie... She had been debeaked so badly that she had no upper mandible. She always had issues because her nostrils had been destroyed by her botched debeaking, so she often got dirt and feed stuck in them. Some consideration for her with the depth of feed in the feed dishes, and she thrived for 6 years, though the poor darling never truly got to free-range because she simply couldn't peck up anything while foraging. My only hope is that I made up for the cruelty she faced early in life with the care that I tried to give her. I don't know quite how old she was when she arrived, but I assume she was a late winter or early spring pullet in 2011. She arrived here around March or April of that year if I remember correctly.



Her and Scooter preening in the sun one spring:


