We've lost two chickens over the last two months. Rose to an opposum, and Ophelia for causes unknown. I have to admit, 6 chickens were about two too many. We buried our first pet out in the back corner of the yard. Finn made a bouquet of flowers from some that he grew personally. Jeremy asked the boys to say a few words. Finn said, "You liked it when we picked you up." Scout said, "The other chickens liked you." I thought these were pretty sweet. We sang "You are my Sunshine" and said a prayer thanking God for the eggs that these two ladies had provided all these months.
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If those two statements are made at my funeral, I will feel like I lived a good life. Rest in peace, ladies.
that's the sweetest thing in the world.
I like Finn's cardigan. Very professorial.
None of our chickens have died yet, thankfully, but we did recently have a funeral for a dead cedar waxwing we found in our yard. I wish I had written down what the girls said!
My precious little fellas....
So very sweet and tender.
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