I was saddened to suddenly find my 18 month old chicken had died quietly this morning.
As usual, she was the first to bounce out of the coop earlier today. Then, two hours later, I found her under the camellia bush, one of her favorite spots.
While researching what might have been the cause, I found your website with your touching remembrance to your chicken and am moved to add a few words.
Mel was a proud and bold chicken who wanted to be wherever I was, which usually meant sneaking into my kitchen whenever the door was not tightly shut.
She rushed to greet me whenever she heard my voice and chose to lay her wonderful, strong shelled brown eggs under our redwood tree. She had the run of the yard every day, protected by our cat (they all napped together), and I think had a rather happy life.
We will miss you Mel!