Chickens Chickens Chickens!
The big hen house in the sky.
Hello everyone out there in cyberland.
Had a very odd experience today, one of my many beloved chickens (snowdrop by name), dropped down dead. Yep you read it right first time, dropped down dead, right in front of me!
One minute there she was walking around, scratching at the dirt, pecking at this and that, basically doing all the kind of chickeny stuff a chicken does. Then all of a sudden she falls on the floor twitching her little life away, and then no more. She was defunct, kapoot, she was an ex- chicken. She had made her way to the big hen house in the sky.
Although I make light of it, it was a very un-nerving experience. I have never personally witnessed anything quite like it and was at a bit of a loss as to what to do at the time. All I really could do was stop the other hens pecking it as it lay there on the ground drawing its last breath. Could not work out why they did this, but fear not I have sent them all to bed with no corn for this disgraceful behaviour.
A little bit of internet research points towards Snowdrop being egg-bound. I never knew it could be a fatal condition, but I sure do now!
Although snowdrop is no more and is making her way upwards via an impromptu cremation as we speak, fear not. For I have up to ten chicks due to hatch out sometime in the next couple of days. So the garden will once again be a place of joy for all things chickeny.
Rest in peace Snowdrop.