They may clip our wings..

We now have only four chooks. The fifth one died a few months ago, from a suspected snake bite. We went to visit friends in the afternoon, leaving the chooks to forage and peck and strut their stuff. As per normal. When we got home and rounded the girls up to put them in their chook house, the roll call came up short. No. 5 was soon found, lying listless in amongst the agaves. She was alive but very floppy, unable to hold her head up. We brought her inside, lay her gently on a soft towel in a box with tall sides. We checked on her during the night but the news in the morning was not good. The Kid went into the laundry to see how she was going and reported back that she was dead. Very matter-of-factly. Continue reading