Death of My Pet Chicken

Reader Contribution by Faithful Homesteader
Published on March 30, 2017
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I was so sad to lose another beloved pet chicken recently. I only had two, so I think that made it even harder. I have become so attached to my girls. My Keypone was just a little over two years old. I thought she was a bit of a diva, and she was a fancy-looking chicken, but she had more of a deep sounding yell. It did not match her looks.

When we got her, my husband thought she looked like she had a mullet. I couldn’t really deal with that name, but we compromised and went with the Hebrew word for mullet, “Keypone.” I thought it sounded a little better. Most often, we just called her Key.

She was a productive girl when it came to laying eggs, but she had quit laying in recent months. I wasn’t sure if it was just a seasonal thing or not. My husband thought she had become skittish. On occasion she would forgo treats, but for the most part she was still doing the normal chicken things. I wonder what I should have done differently for her. I am always learning how to be the best chicken mama.

One day I was gone for most of the day, but the thing that struck me was that she skipped treats for water. I mentioned to my husband that she seemed to be drinking more. When my husband came home he found her on the roost, as we would expect at the end of the day. Our other chicken did come out and hang out with my husband for a while, but Keypone did not. That happened on occasion, though, so I certainly was not expecting what I found the next morning.

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