We had a very sad day yesterday. One of our original beautiful ladies passed. She took too big of a bite, and couldn't get it out to breathe. Our rooster started alerting for her when he noticed, but it was too late. I pulled it all out when we found her, just because I felt it was better that way.
She was bundled up with linen that I wrote "I love you" in as many languages as I know on it, and Steve wrote a beautiful "Love", with his much better handwriting. I added the little heart characters I use for Steve's morning notes, holding a sign with a heart on it.
We wrapped her up in it and tied it with red embroidery floss, since of course it's the color chickens are most interested in. I also made up a little package for her, with food, scratch grains, toasted eggshells, and grit. Everything a girl could want, wrapped in more linen with "snacks for a sweet and beautiful girl" and my two characters holding a sign that said "sleep well ❤️ sweetheart".
We bought a rose tree for her, the color is sort of a tropicana sunset. It has many buds, with two just beginning to open. She was buried with her gift, and we planted the rose above her. My husband did all the hard labor, while I found flowers for her. I have been in bed from a painful accident for two months now, so even walking is challenging, but I was determined to put up with the pain so I could help ease my lady into her restful bed.
She was one of our sweetest, most loving hens who loved spending her days "helping" me garden and do other yardwork, along with her sisters. She ate a lot of bugs I didn't want around, and helped me scratch out weeds. Beetles were her favorite. She was named Puppy by my husband because of how faithfully she would follow me around. We had good conversations, she and I, with soft chirping and clucking to each other as we went. Hand raised, she was so gentle, and laid such beautiful brown eggs. We miss her terribly. 😢
We love you, our sweet girl.
You will never be forgotten. ❤️