Wordless Wednesday
I love raising laying hens. At one time I had over 40 hens and and a beautiful rooster. When we began to travel more often I decided to reduce my flock. We gave 30 hens to a local farmer and I had ten remaining. A few weeks after reducing my flock a possum got in the hen house. My rooster killed the possum and died defending his girls. A few days later a dog got in and killed all the remaining hens except a white hen I named Pearl.
Pearl is a survivor. She has lived 2 years now since the flock was killed. I still enjoy her antics and she enjoys total free roaming on our farm.
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| Chicks we hatched in an incubator. |
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| We keep them in the chicken run when we are not at home. |
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| A little time out in the yard. When we are home to keep them safe. |
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| Mr. Rooster! |
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| Two days of eggs from my hens. |
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| My last hen Pearl. Having breakfast with our cats. |
