Thanks, Cheryl. She will be missed. When you have a chicken for that long, it's like losing the family dog. People don't understand that if they never have theirs live that long. And when Snow and June go, who are both almost 14 years old, it will feel like the true end of an era. I've had chickens for a bit over 15 years so they've seen so many come and go in their lifetimes. They were around when I disappeared for weeks when I broke my ankle nine years ago. June is in full molt now and we know how hard that is on older birds in cold weather. She's been a great hen, an EE that came from a breeder trying to create Salmon Ameraucanas, a gift from a friend's hatch, the only chicken I've ever accepted as such. She's been a real pleasure, not needy, but willing to defend my husband against our late Tiny's irrational attacks. She was Isaac's favorite hen when he was alive. And unlike these hatchery EE's, not at all nutty, just a great salt of the earth gal. I expect to lose two or three more by the end of winter, considering that Druscilla is also going on 11 years old and 100% crippled now, living in the divided cage by Snow, above poor hen-less Atlas's head. Atlas outlived all his six hens, even his daughter MaryJo, if you consider that Dru is basically gone already. I hate that he's lonely. I considered giving him an EE pullet or two, but he's so awkward with his bad hock joints, I'm afraid he's unintentionally injure those small bodied EE girls.
The bantam Cochins have been the best entertainment ever. They are so adorable, it just makes me smile to see their round little bodies running across the pen. And Cricket always wants you to pick her up and hold her, or did until she want broody. I hope Tom can snap her out of it soon. But he says when she gets off the nest, she runs to the feeder so I guess she's eating enough. I just love my birds, but of course, you all know that. They give me such joy.