My dear little Cookie
Cookie was a home hatched little banty gal. Her paps, Slim Pickins, was a banty White Leghorn mix and her mam was Peaches, a Belgian Bearded D'anvers. Both have since passed, but I still had a little bit of them in Cookie!
She was ridiculously adorable with her little bearded face and her sassy self. Right up into the lap if it looked like there was something tasty to be had! A cuter egg song I have never heard.
I went to give watermelon in the afternoon and she was right with the program and eagerly eating as usual. A few hours later, I went to close up the coop and she was dead. No sign of any cause.
So glad it was over quickly, but I am sad that she was only four.
Go with love, Cookie, you intrepid little jewel.
Farewell Mr Bockles
Mr Bockles was a tough little rooster and didn't take any guff from anyone. He was virtuous and strong. He had a gentle side too developing quite the friendship with his 4 legged furry friends that lived alongside him at Cunningham Ranch.
Farewell Mr Bockles. You will live in our hearts for ever and on our lips in song.
To my sweet Wyandotte, Pepa
I found Pepa dead this afternoon outside the coop. No sign of predator or disease.
Pepa came to me one year ago in my first flock of chicks. She was mild mannered and quiet. Very unlike her sister, who is head chicken and very talkative.
They both were eating seeds from my hand yesterday. It always a shock to lose a hen like this. I begin to doubt myself as chicken caregiver.
I have a new flock of chicks in the brooder, maybe I'll get another Pepa out of them.
To my sweet hen Mango
(Pennsylvania, PA, USA)
Mango came in a flock of six Silkie chicks and was mailed across the country. She came to our house with 5 other chicks and was one of the only 2 girls.
A few months later, she saw two chicks in her flock killed by a hawk before her. She was now the only girl living with three roosters. Our area doesn't allow roosters so we gave them away.
Mango lived in the house for a few months until we got her five new chicks. She loved to lay in the sun and stretch her wings out. They didn't get along at first but later got better.
She died egg bound, laying in her coop with her legs stretched out. I buried her in my garden.
Petrie my baby boy roo
It was Easter of 2022 and I remember holding Petrie as a little baby chick. He was from a mixed batch and we didn't know if he was a boy or not but we always had our hopes high with how he acted.
We had him since he was only a day old and he came home with 3 beautiful sisters, he was also the runt of them all. They took such good care of him, always putting him in the middle of the cuddle puddles they would make under the heat lamp.
He grew into the most beautiful black Silkie with bright blue cheeks and a handsome red crown. He was a dream.
And although we hated that crow of his at 4-6 in the morning, I'm sitting here crying as I type this because I know I'll never get to hear it again.
I found my baby boy in his coop lifeless today. My heart broke and all I could do was cry and wonder what happened. He was just a year and a month old.
He was such a healthy happy roo. Always coming up to me ready for treats and he would always let me hold him and massage him.
Nothing can prepare you for finding your baby chicken or roo like this. I buried him right next to his favorite shamrock bush. And although it pains me and I don't want to think of it, he's in heaven and I know everything will be alright.
Laid an egg this morning, grapes for lunch, suddenly gone….
I’ll miss her little comedy self.
Abbott you will be forever loved and missed.
Little Red Hen
by Randy and Debbie Barnette
Little Red was a red sex-link chicken. We got her from our local TSC store one day when we were looking for chicks.
At the store, they separate the chicks by breed. All of the other chicks in her tub had been purchased except for her. I couldn’t bear her being left alone by herself, so she goes home with us and our other baby chicks.
The funniest thing about her was her determination to get to the chicken feed first before any of the other chickens. She got many showers of chicken feed because she would fly up and bump your hand causing you to spill it. She loved to fly up and eat directly out of the tub.
Our silly girl will be sorely missed.
In memory of my beautiful Rusty!
by Charlene Sherry
Her name was Red and sometimes I called her Rusty, as her coloring was a rusty color. But Red came from being a Rhode Island Red, and she was beautiful!!
I am new to having chickens. My first loss was when 2 dogs got into the coop and killed all 3 White leghorns. That left me with one chicken, a black copper Marans. She was devastated, so I went to the store and bought two chickens that were just a week younger than my black copper Marans.
I got a Rhode Island Red and a white Cochin. Red made friends quite quickly with the Black Marans. She was new to the coop but they made friends quickly. Never a fight or any quarrelling.
by Mian Usman
I read your sad story. I'm very sad about your loss.
Yesterday my hen also sudden died. I was at my parents. It was very shocking and sad. She was fully healthy and fine. She was just 8 months old. 😥.
Yesterday morning she was fully healthy and okay, eating and drinking normally. At 1 pm she entered the room for laying an egg. But at 5:15 I saw she was dead.