I don't know how old she was. She'd been here for probably at least ten years and she was already full grown when she arrived. Full grown, but incredibly small...about half the size of the Crowing Hen...who isn't big either. I never figured out what breed(s) she was.
She was terribly scared any time I picked her up and just shook like a leaf, but she always knew I was helping and bravely let me gather her up every night. She'd been sleeping in the Wool House every night for the past couple of months. I didn't mind it at all.
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Your tiny hens are such funny little ones. So sorry about Blondie. ❤️
Aw. I'm sorry. Good girl, Blondie.
Awww, she was a special little chicken and will leave a disproportionately large hole in the farm family. She was a good chicken.
She was a good chicken. Bless you for caring for her so well.
She is no longer scared, she’s safe.
Chris S in Canada
she is a beauty!!
:) She seems like a kind sort:)
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