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My last remaining girl enjoyed her sun time ☀️ chicken loaf
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In the enchanting world of chicken-keeping, losing beloved feathered friends can be heart-wrenching. Recently, I faced the sorrow of saying goodbye to two of my favorite hens, leaving behind my last remaining girl, who was once the timid target of bullying. To my surprise, she has blossomed in her newfound solitude, soaking up the sun and savoring her retirement from egg-laying at three years old. Each day, I join her for some quality sunshine and health checks, ensuring she’s entertained and content. As I prepare to welcome three new girls in a couple of months, I lovingly remember my past hens, who supported me through my GCSEs and college. They now rest peacefully, adorned with flowers and their feathers cherished above my bed.
 | unfortunately another one of my hens passed last month, I was very devastated as I've lost two hens who were my favourite. now it's just this one, who was the bullied hen! She is loving being alone. I was worried but she is so much happier now and it shows, of course I always go up every day and sit with her so I can take the role of being watch whilst she sits in the sun. obviously I always health check her and keep her entertained, but she is absolutely loving being alone so I'm going to keep it like that for awhile. we are hopefully going to get three new girls in a couple months too, a different breed since ISA browns have so many health issues, and she's 3 now, and is enjoying her retirement from egg laying. rip my past two girls who got me through my GCSEs and first year of college, they have been buried with some flowers and I'm going to display their feathers I got above my bed! (yes I made sure to bury them properly!) [link] [comments] |
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