Part of the problem with chickens is that they aren't the best survivors. They have been domesticated for farm production - and have lost some of their game fowl instincts. Thus we mark the untimely passing of "Princess", one of our four hens. She was taken from us by a local hawk. The kids don't know yet. Not so opportune around X-mas time. This means construction of a large chicken run for the remaining hens: Aurora, Sparkles, and Rainbow. Princess seemed to be the dominant chicken, and my suspicion is that "she" may have actually been a "he". Our neighbors ended up with a rooster among their hens - and I think that Princess may have been mis-sexed. Anyhow she/he will be missed.
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