RIP Blackie the chook
I’m sad to report that Blackie the chook (the one with the most character and the most imaginative name) has wandered off into the after life or the chook equivalent there of. The recent heat wave may have been a contributing factor but a lack of enthusiasm at meal times had prepared us for a possible problem.
As chooks go, Blackie was the one with the most character. If ever I felt a peck on the back of the leg, it was usually Blackie registering displeasure at a later than expected lunch time, or reminding me I hadn’t turned over a few sods for her to scratch over.
Egg production has dropped by one of late and she did suffer by being egg bound a little while back. She recovered at the time which is quite unusual but only managed a couple of months grace. It would seem that she was the one not able to produce an egg a day but we have had a very good run up till now so no complaints there.
Chooks get a bit bossy if you introduce a new chicken into the pen so we wont be replacing her until another one passes away. Then we will add another pair to share the stress.
Today’s garbage truck carried her away to her final resting place. I’m not into burials and head stones for departed animals like my mother used to do so she had to settle for adding to the land fill at the local tip.
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