Stan the Man will crow no more

I shut a gate real slow and my Japanese bantam put his head in it and I accidently barely compressed his skull. He started doing the Spazz thing everywhere and i grabbed him and held him still in my arms and noticed how much he meant to me! I sat there and rocked back and forth with his little body crying over him. I knew people saw me, but I didn't give an eggnog. Lol
His mate died from stress/raccoon. She's was so depressed that she literally gave herself to the coon!
RIP. Stan th Man and Renji!
Oh, I'm sorry! How sad!

I had my blue silkie rooster, Percy, for two days. He had lice, and he'd had them for too long. He died, and I sat for close to 20 minutes, sobbing and begging for GOD to bring him back. In the end, I buried his body in his favorite spot in his quarantine pen, right under the tree. I sat by that grave and mourned him until my mother came to fetch me in.

She told me to just get over it. My big brothers see chickens as mere animals. They laugh like crazy at me when I get sad because one died.

Some people just don't realize that us chicken-lovers love our chickens as much as they love their cat or dog or guinea pig. Chickens are just like any other pet, with a personality, and a life to live.

RIP Stan and Renji.
 
Oh, I'm sorry! How sad!

I had my blue silkie rooster, Percy, for two days. He had lice, and he'd had them for too long. He died, and I sat for close to 20 minutes, sobbing and begging for GOD to bring him back. In the end, I buried his body in his favorite spot in his quarantine pen, right under the tree. I sat by that grave and mourned him until my mother came to fetch me in.

She told me to just get over it. My big brothers see chickens as mere animals. They laugh like crazy at me when I get sad because one died.

Some people just don't realize that us chicken-lovers love our chickens as much as they love their cat or dog or guinea pig. Chickens are just like any other pet, with a personality, and a life to live.

RIP Stan and Renji.
I couldn't have said it better.
Most people think chickens are just "pea brained" livestock. And they are, but chickens have so much personality, and really love their "food people"! My birds come running when I call, and hop onto my arm if I say "Hop up!".

My parents friend brought over a baby chick to our house when I was 8, because he was dying. She thought we could do something for him. I only had him for two hours before he died. I sat outside holding him until his last breaths. I bawled and stroked his head for two hours straight. I named him Nelson.

Chickens are companion animals. They love their humans and all have different personality's.
 
But.... But.... We ALL loved him so much.. I just can't believe how fast things change.

I am SO sorry for your loss. without a doubt Stan The Man will forever be a legend on HGS.
I'm sure he is escorting several ladies on the rainbow bridge.
 
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So sorry!!!!!

He was a beautiful boy!!
 
Gosh I hope that I am not ripping open a sore wound, but I have to send you my condolences.
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I haven't been online much fd quite some time. I was blissfully unaware of this tragedy until I happened upon the news in the signature of one of your Posts. I was devastated. I did a search for this thread and was tearing up before I even found it; by the time I got to the end of your post #70 I was sobbing. I always, always enjoyed seeing pictures and stories about Stan. He was truly an impressive bird.

Yes, one little bird CAN have such an impact on so many lives. He may be gone from this world, but he leaves a wonderful legacy and will live forever in many, many of our hearts. Thank you so much for sharing him with us. Remember he will be waiting for you At the Rainbow Bridge and he has lots of company, including my beloved Max, Baxter, and Hercules.

Starting my own little flock two and a half years ago was one of the best things I have ever done in my whole life. Each and every one of my chickens, including the ones that have passed, is very, very special. One afternoon with my chickens is worth more than a years worth of 50 minute therapy sessions.

I got 4 roosters from a hatch in May....3 RIR mixes and one Barred Rock mix. I intended to keep only the BR, but alas, I don't have the intestinal fortitude to give ANYof them away. I haven't named them yet, but I feel compelled to name the BR "Stan".




Although no rooster will ever compare to Stan, I think it would be safe to guess there are quite a few "Stans" out there now to honor his memory And I would be proud to have one of my guys among that crowd.

RIP Stan The Man. You WILL be missed.
 

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