wafflycat
New Member
- Location
- middle of Norfolk
Farewell Cathode.
Went out to the hens this morning, as usual, to do the morning feed and cleaning out of hen house. Cathode was lying under the henhouse, in the quiet part of the run: dead. There are no outward signs of why she has gone. Yesterday she was absolutely fine, with no sign of being off-colour or ill. When I found her, she was still warm. Poor, poor girl. Miss Floppy Hat has gone. On the plus side, she had more time with life outside the hell of being a battery hen than inside that particular cruelty. She was my introduction to keeping hens (along with her sister Anode) and brought much joy and laughter. The other three hens look fine and perky as normal. But I shall be keeping a close eye on them over the coming days. I'm crying about a dead pet hen.
Cathode doing hen things instead of ending up as a stock cube as an ex-battery hen on the day she was taken out of the battery...
Inspecting the compost heap.
Supervising the preparation of a veg plot
Discovering the taste of warm sweetcorn mixed with layers' mash
Showing her best side to the camera
The day she first arrived at Chez Wafflycat. The first day in her life to be in daylight. Until that point she'd been in a battery cage.
I miss my girl already.
Went out to the hens this morning, as usual, to do the morning feed and cleaning out of hen house. Cathode was lying under the henhouse, in the quiet part of the run: dead. There are no outward signs of why she has gone. Yesterday she was absolutely fine, with no sign of being off-colour or ill. When I found her, she was still warm. Poor, poor girl. Miss Floppy Hat has gone. On the plus side, she had more time with life outside the hell of being a battery hen than inside that particular cruelty. She was my introduction to keeping hens (along with her sister Anode) and brought much joy and laughter. The other three hens look fine and perky as normal. But I shall be keeping a close eye on them over the coming days. I'm crying about a dead pet hen.
Cathode doing hen things instead of ending up as a stock cube as an ex-battery hen on the day she was taken out of the battery...
Inspecting the compost heap.
Supervising the preparation of a veg plot
Discovering the taste of warm sweetcorn mixed with layers' mash
Showing her best side to the camera
The day she first arrived at Chez Wafflycat. The first day in her life to be in daylight. Until that point she'd been in a battery cage.
I miss my girl already.