On Saturday morning I checked on my chickens before I went kayaking. I gave them fresh water and a handful on sunflower seeds for a treat. My three chickens gobbled up the seeds eagerly. In the afternoon I came back to look for eggs and offer more fresh water. Two chickens were out hoping for more sunflower seeds. I opened the coop to check on the third chicken and she lay dead on the floor with her lower (nictating) eyelids closed. Oh, such a sad discovery. I have no idea why she died. She seemed healthy this morning. Is a natural death better than being preyed upon by a red fox? I really hope she didn't die egg bound because that sounds like a perfectly horrible way to die. I disposed of her body without a post-mortem or even a close inspection. I'm curious but not curious enough to outweigh the ick factor it takes to examine a chicken carcass.
Monday, September 8, 2014
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