The picture of the day today is going to be a throw back. Miss Flurian 'Flury' Floofle-Poofles has passed on. I'm not sure what exactly happened, but I suspect that something was going on with her, as I'd mentioned I had to trim her rear because it was very suddenly messy yesterday and what I hadn't mentioned was I had also noticed her being a bit dusky in the comb as well, and that the relatively intense heat of yesterday was too taxing on her aged and already ailing body. She passed away overnight, just a little over 8 years old.
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One of my only two large fowl Cochins, Flury was grand and fluffy, but very much reserved. She had the sort of attitude where you could tell she didn't mind being handled, she just had a reputation to keep. Her glorious fluff was the densest and most delightful fluff of any bird I'd ever owned, perfect for hugging on and running your fingers through. But she begrudged such affection, responding with her characteristic scowl every time as if she disapproved.
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That dense fluffiness was great in the cold months, but as a result Flury absolutely hated the heat. If we'd get any higher than about 80°F, Flury melted. It was because of her that I'd always say that temperature was the melting point of large fowl Cochins.
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Flury was elegant in everything she did. Even during molt when she'd be walking around looking outwardly ridiculous, patchy or short on tail feathers, she carried herself with an air of elegance that could not be denied.
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It was perhaps because of this air of elegance she had that she ended up with such silly nicknames as Floofle-Poofles, Floofins, Flury Floofy, etc. Despite it all, she was forever a high-class hen.
The flock is much smaller today, both in personality and in sheer mass of fluff. 
We also sadly lost one of those weird chicks from that last hatch. It had not grown much if at all, so at about 4 weeks of age was still the size of a few days old chick. Because of this, I knew it was inevitable it would not live long. Poor little dear. 

 The other two have grown, but still look odd and are feathering 
super slowly. I've left them in the little brooder and moved the other, 'normal' kids of that brood next door to start prepping them for going outside.
For a bit brighter spot in this post, the two eggs developing out under Inara and Morena have both internally pipped. Looks like I might get my one last Judy-booty after all 

 I moved the eggs around so each hen should hatch one chick, and that way I should know for sure which is the Judy-booty as well.