A sad day at the house of GOG. One of the hens from my original flock passed away today. Ginger will be sorely missed, as she was a great layer. She is the curious one in the photo. We named her after a character in the movie “Chicken Run” because her feathers looked like a little scarf around her neck, just like in the movie. Cute.
This morning when I got up to feed them all, she was very sprightly, and eating well. However when I popped out of bed to check them at lunch time due to the continuing rain, I found her in the main cage laying slumped in the main cage looking very worse for wear. I picked her up, took her under cover and towel dried her as she was a little damp. Then I wrapped her in a clean towel to keep her warm, and put her in a box in the laundry in the slight hope that she would recover. Unfortunately, at 1539 she died in my arms. Both Kim and I were very sad. We felt so helpless.
I hate loosing pets, even the feathered kind. I know that far worse things are happening in the world than the passing of a humble chook, but the fact is, she was my chook, gave me eggs and kept me amused with her antics for 4 years.
I buried her behind the compost bins, and being a practical guy I will honour her by planting a crop of potatoes over her next season.
See you later Ginger, you will be missed. (tear) Here is some video to remember you by digging around in the front orchard.