Bush eggs: none. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: full.
Let me restate my love and loyalty for Jack. I would hate for him to be Sent Away, he’s a good son and father, and a great rooster to us hens. And I’ve lost too many friends and family as it is to lose him as well.
Winter is often a time when I recall past faces. Some I liked or loved better than others of course, but all were important in some way.
It’s been a bad year this year: only halfway through and already two dead and four Sent Away. Too many memories... too much grief... can’t write any more...
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