She did not walk fast or strong, but she got to where she wanted. The other hens knew that they would get their treats when Sassy got there. She was able to get her share of the food, too!
Sassy did not easily get out of the coop. Her old legs did not mind getting into the coop, but getting out was too much. So, every day, I picked her up and carried her out. She waited for me each day.
She was a gentle bird. My son called her Armor-All because of her feathers. The grandkids were fascinated by the feathers on her legs.
Sassy will be missed. She stole our hearts.
Oh Kathie, I am so sorry for your loss of Sassy. She was such a cutie! I have lost hens before, but never one as old as Sassy. I bet it is even more difficult to lose one who has been a part of your life for so long. You'll be in my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Tammy. I think the loss will be felt more because we had to do more for her because of her age.
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