Isabella7Storm5
“You are what you dare”
It seems that there are a couple threads like this already but I decided to start another one. With every flock comes a few very special birds. Birds that you will remember for a long time even when they pass away. Every now and then I remember mine and get a bit emotional. I'm a bit more attached to roosters, but there are a couple hens I really miss.
Gobbles was my first rooster we had to butcher because of suburb rules.
Morning Glory was a Leg Horn that caught Wry Neck then Marek's and after a long struggle of syringe feeding and attention she didn't make it.
Storm was my rooster who, after I found him laying the woods, was treated for Botulism and recovered after a month only to be executed two months later because of acting a tad aggressive at my mom (which we needed because we were having predator problems.)
Fred was my guinea hen who after loosing all his fellow guinea hens, found a white chicken to be his friend and was never apart from her till he met his fate in the road.
Isabella was my hen who lived to the old age of 5 or 6 years old until a fox stole her for dinner.
RIP my feathered friends
The only pics I have are of
Storm
and
Fred
Gobbles was my first rooster we had to butcher because of suburb rules.
Morning Glory was a Leg Horn that caught Wry Neck then Marek's and after a long struggle of syringe feeding and attention she didn't make it.
Storm was my rooster who, after I found him laying the woods, was treated for Botulism and recovered after a month only to be executed two months later because of acting a tad aggressive at my mom (which we needed because we were having predator problems.)
Fred was my guinea hen who after loosing all his fellow guinea hens, found a white chicken to be his friend and was never apart from her till he met his fate in the road.
Isabella was my hen who lived to the old age of 5 or 6 years old until a fox stole her for dinner.
RIP my feathered friends
The only pics I have are of
Storm
and
Fred