Very Sad Day - just need to talk about it

Beautiful girl. I too lost my favorite little hen to an undiagnosed illness the vet could not treat. It leaves a hole, I understand. I'm sure our little friends meet up together on the rainbow bridge. I'll say a little prayer so hopefully my little gal will meet her there, so you don't have to worry about her being alone. -
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Thanks for all the kind thoughts. It helps to know that there are such sweet people out there thinking such kind thoughts towards little Spreckles. i picked up her body at my vet's office yesterday. She showed me the egg that had been stuck. It was huge, for her. We're pretty sure that's what did it.

i picked out a lovely spot for her. We have a huge pine tree that is the focal point of our backyard. Underneath are ferns and all different kinds of flowers. There are crystals and a gazing ball and bird bath. That is where i laid her to rest. i wrapped her in a beautiful white cloth i got from my aunt, hand-decorated with little pink flowers and vines. Now whenever i look out over our yard and see that magical spot, i will think of Spreckles.

Spunky~Chick~Mom, i'm so sorry you lost your chicken baby. Spreckles was actually the very first of my adult chickens i've lost. i've had tiny hatchlings die, but she was my first adult, and only a little over a year old.

grandmachicken, Christi, sorry you lost your little roo. i'm sure he had a better life free-ranging than being penned up. It's always a trade-off, security vs freedom. But i think if chickens got to choose they would always want to be out roaming free.

chickenzoo, sorry for your loss. i hope our girls can keep each other company until we see them again.
 
I know how you feel. Last Wednesday "something" killed my rooster that was given to me about 3 weeks ago & my little Mille Fleur d'uccle Gertie.

It had been raining that day & when I got home from work, my hens were soaking wet & loving every minute of it. I got a towel & dried them off a bit & put them in the coop so they could warm up. Everyone was there except Rocky & Gertie. Rocky wasn't used to me yet so I wasn't concerned that he didn't come when called, but no matter how far away she was, Gertie always came running home to me.

My husband & I were going for a walk in the woods in the rain & a little bit down the path...there lay Gertie...in a heap with a broken neck. I bawled my eyes out as I gently carried my girl back to the garage. When I went back to where she was & looked for footprints or any evidence of what had done this, about 2 feet away were some small gray feathers...Rocky's.

Whatever killed them took him away.

I miss my Gertie so much. She was my favorite. She followed me around and was the first to greet me when I came home from work.

2 days later my Sebright banty came streaking across the yard shrieking all the way & when I looked out the window ther was a coyote running towards her! This was about 5:15 in the broad day light!

After that I kept them in their fenced in yard. Well, they were pretty unhappy, so against my better judgement; I let them out. My husband hadn't left for work yet & he was going to put them in when he left. All of a sudden he heard a commotion not even 4 feet from the deck & my silver cochin was surrounded by her own feathers all around her on the ground, although she wasn't hurt. He thinks it may have been a bird of prey that thought she was bigger than she was & missed being as she is so fluffy.

Sometimes living in the country sucks! My girls are free range & to pen them up is like punishment! I hate to do it, but if the alternative is to risk losing any more of them, then I have no choice.

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I didn't mean to ramble on so much about my Gertie & girls.

There are people out there that say "She was just a chicken"...
Well, to those people I say " yeah well your dog is just a dog"...

Everytime I count my chickens when I close the coop for the night, I can only count my 7. And I miss my Gertie & tear up all over again. She was not just a chicken, she was my friend.

Kathie
 
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Kathie - No apologies for rambling on. i think it really helps to talk about it. And everyone here understands, i'm sure. Our chickens (and goats and cats and bunny) are members of the family, and a big part of our life. And, i know what you mean by the counting thing. i count every chicken in each coop each night to make sure everyone made it in. The last couple of nights it was hard to stop counting at 13 in Spreckles' coop.
 

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