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Mar 06, 2013


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Aw ... sweet little hen. I'm glad you shared this story; it's very touching how you care for her and her desire to still do what she was born to do.


Just remember, Roberta - it's written in the Texas constitution that it's the woman's job to soak the hen's ass...


I LOOOVVE this! --Mostly because I (having the some of the sisters to your hens) have so many of the same things happening. You put it to words much better than I ever could. I have had a special needs hen for the last 2 weeks..... I never know if she will have made it through the night when I go to get her out of the coop. She is my love....my tiny show-girl baby love. The yard is so quite and I miss her talking to me every day. We have deep converstations.... She currently is only eating (barely enough to stay alive)Warm oatmeal with molasses, flax, chia, chopped raisins or banana and acidophilus..... At least when she passes she will have no doubt that she was loved. I washed her hiney for her today. I find myself at the office now with oatmeal in my hair... :/ she works so hard to eat it she slings it everywhere. I will consider it a beauty treatment...

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