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One of my broody hen's eggs hatched!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:wee:yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::yesss::celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:celebrate:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:woot:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:ya:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:th:eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap:clap
 
Today this morning last year my dear Curious passed away. She was a stunning Silver Spangled Hamburg with dark brown eyes. She was named after our late hen Curious who died from an unknown disease that caused a tumour to grow under her wing. The late Curious was so brave. She would peck the bump off each time it would come back. But it kept getting bigger and Curious was getting weaker. I found her dead in our pen one afternoon. A few months later we got a couple Hamburgs and a EE and a mixed hen. We named the two Hamburgs Poppy and Kristin. The EE became Mabel and the black with white speckled hen became Daisy. I forget how Poppy's named turned into Curious but it suited her perfectly. She was a bright, flighty troublesome brat who loved jumping over fences and running away from us. My whole family loves her. She could sit on your lap for hours. Kristin and Curious became stuck together like glue. I loved sitting on my swing with Curious on my lap. Her death was my fault. She and Kristin would sneak away from the pen and jump into our food buckets in the shed and nest there. I found it hilarious seeing this white poka-dotted chicken in the food bucket with their piercing brown eyes glaring at me. One day we were cleaning out shed and Curious was sitting in the bucket. I carelessly put the lid overtop of her and left. The next morning I was told that they found her lying in the bucket dead with a little white egg under her. I cried and blamed myself for days. I regretted my careless thinking and I still do today. She was so young and spirited. I miss you Curious. I'm sorry for what I have done.

R.I.P Curious. You may be lost out there but you will never be loss in my heart.
 

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