Ribh's D'Coopage

[RoyalChick]

My wild girl is no more.
I am devastated.
Some time Saturday night she left her perch. I found her Sunday morning wet & lethargic behind the nesting boxes, picked her up & brought her up to the house for some vitamins before popping her in a quiet crate.
I was preaching, so busy getting ready but ducked downstairs to check on her before leaving. She had already quietly departed.
There had been no sign anything @ all was wrong apart from Saturday's bloody egg but she seemed her usual feisty self.
The irony is I had spent the last 2 days raising the fence height to thwart her escapes & knowing how much she loved to forage had raked up big piles of leaves so she had something to entertain her in her new confinement. She never got to enjoy them. The piles are still there as no~one else enjoys them as Ha'penny did.
She was somewhere round 9 or 10 years old, still laying regularly.​

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Every year she made @ least one attempt to sit & she always found a really good hiding place to nest.
She always had a super large clutch under her.
When she finally got to hatch chicks she was a deplorable mother.​

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She was the escape artiste supreme. If she couldn't go under it she went over it. If she couldn't go over it she went through it.​

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I am already missing her terribly. I miss the way she looked @ me when I called her home. I miss the impertinent swagger as she meekly trotted to the gate & waited for me to open it though we both knew she was quite capable of going over it. I miss her independence & her crazy woman antics.​

Slán abhaile, my lovely.​

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Oh no. I am so sorry she is gone. I always loved hearing her stories and seeing pictures of her.
She was a lovely, crazy lady. I think we will all miss her.
These are for you @Ribh

 

[notabitail]

My wild girl is no more.
I am devastated.
Some time Saturday night she left her perch. I found her Sunday morning wet & lethargic behind the nesting boxes, picked her up & brought her up to the house for some vitamins before popping her in a quiet crate.
I was preaching, so busy getting ready but ducked downstairs to check on her before leaving. She had already quietly departed.
There had been no sign anything @ all was wrong apart from Saturday's bloody egg but she seemed her usual feisty self.
The irony is I had spent the last 2 days raising the fence height to thwart her escapes & knowing how much she loved to forage had raked up big piles of leaves so she had something to entertain her in her new confinement. She never got to enjoy them. The piles are still there as no~one else enjoys them as Ha'penny did.
She was somewhere round 9 or 10 years old, still laying regularly.​

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Every year she made @ least one attempt to sit & she always found a really good hiding place to nest.
She always had a super large clutch under her.
When she finally got to hatch chicks she was a deplorable mother.​

View attachment 4220358

She was the escape artiste supreme. If she couldn't go under it she went over it. If she couldn't go over it she went through it.​

View attachment 4220362

I am already missing her terribly. I miss the way she looked @ me when I called her home. I miss the impertinent swagger as she meekly trotted to the gate & waited for me to open it though we both knew she was quite capable of going over it. I miss her independence & her crazy woman antics.​

Slán abhaile, my lovely.​

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[MaryJanet]

So sorry for your loss Ribh. She had a lot of character and verve.

 

[BDutch]

Slán abhaile wild girl

Neart le do chailliúint, Ribh. She had a long and wonderful life with you.