Daisy - my much loved and most favourite Pekin Bantam that I have ever had
died yesterday at the grand old age of 14 years.
On Monday she was the last one out of the nest box, but I didn't think anything
of it as she was getting so old. She spent a fabulous day in the sunshine
catching insects and sunbathing with the others.
Yesterday
I was up and out early and she was enjoying sitting in the 'ground
floor' nest box in the sunshine in the run, and didn't come running out
for food. Off I went for my three mile walk, then back again to load my
car up for my trip up the allotment.
I had a look at her and she was asleep snuggled down in the Hemcore in the sunshine.
I stroked her before I went and she didn't move. It was then that I realised that she had died.
Oh how I loved her - what joy she gave us - she was such a treasure, but she
lived a very very long time for a bantam - the longest lived chicken I have ever owned.
We
have some lovely memories of her - and great photos - and scrummy eggs
over the years. So whilst I do feel sad (which is rather silly you will
think) I am so happy that she lived a long, peaceful and healthy life
right up until yesterday.
