Chickies over the years

by Serena Scott
(Seffner, Florida)

The first chick we ever lost was Ninja. I believe her name started out as 'Chicklet', actually, but she was the least social of our first flock, ran fast, and wore a black leg band, so ninja it was. She died suddenly while broody.

A while after her went Lief Erics-hen, a social chickie who demanded to be picked up and held every time someone went out into the yard at the threat of yelling, and climbed up on your shoulder when you let her perch on your arm. Sadly, she died of egg yolk peritonitis. She was a family favorite and will be missed.

Shortly after her Honey passed away of the same thing. She was a sweet, big hen known for trilling like a songbird instead of clucking. We've missed the music in our yard ever since.

Recently we lost the first out of our newer flock - Cream Puff, a friendly, poofy chicken who would climb into your lap for pettings and would probably stay there forever if you didn't make her move.

She wandered a yard too far and we got her back in a black garbage bag that smelled so badly of dog poop that we couldn't even bury her. She was my favorite of that flock, and I still miss her badly.

We know they don't live forever. We know they die due to predators, to reproductive disorders (they're bred for eggs, not longevity), even to things we have no clue about.

But it's so hard to raise a creature from tiny, peeping fluff to lovely bird, to feel the pride and wonder of seeing them in the yard for the first time or getting the first eggs, and then to watch them pass of things we can't always fix or prevent.

It's so hard to remember that we made them happy in the short time they had, and in our hearts they'll always be our little feathered babies.

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Oct 29, 2015
You're so right, Joyce.
by: Cath

Thank you too, Joyce, for sharing your story and I'm so sorry you lost Gertie. I'm hoping by now you have a new flock, and that they're giving you much happiness.

We can never replace an animal who is no longer with us, but we can generally find pleasure in those that follow.

Sending big hugs to you.

Jun 01, 2015
Thank you
by: Joyce

You know, I needed to hear your story. I lost my first girl Gertie Easter Sunday. We are not sure from what exactly, but we know it was incredibly fast. And I've continued to cry and beat myself up over it.

Your story helped me remember that we don't always know why, but they do die. Everything does. It's not from neglect. We loved her dearly. It just is the cycle of life.

My second group of girls arrives tomorrow. I'm excited, know the whole gammut of emotions. I just hate loosing anything.

Thanks for sharing your story.

Jun 01, 2015
So many chickens, so much joy - and sadness.
by: Cath

Thank you so much for sharing your memories of your chickens, Serena. You're so right, of course - we raise chicks because they bring us such a lot of pleasure, and at the same time the problems which beset them can bring us such a lot of pain.

It's a good lesson for us all to learn - from children to adults - that the circle of life includes death. It's painful and upsetting, but very real.

All your chickens obviously had a very happy life while they were with you. They were well cared for, loved, they had places to sit and be petted, they clucked and sang and gave you immense pleasure - and no doubt a lot of delicious eggs, too.

I'm so sorry that you've had such losses, and so glad that you had the pleasure of their company and the wonder of watching them develop and grow in your care.

Sending big {{hugs}} to you.

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