chicken down!

at some point saturday night, while i was dancing my heart out and being utterly ridiculous, my poor chickadee ruby died!
punished for my transgressions?

here she is, looking coy:

sunday i went out to look for eggs and found her laying down, dead.
no wounds. no blood. no broken neck.

it was a sad state of affairs. she was so beautiful and so soft.
the had the most beautiful colors and i loved the penciling.

i've been checking every morning, thus far, no more dead chickens.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous7:53 PM PST

    we have had some that have had "heart attacks" we are all on this earth for only so long. Cherish each day and egg


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