RIP Clementine

Today I had to put down my sweet Clementine.

She was a good bird, one of the best.

She deserved better than a slow death and when she stopped standing and drinking altogether after days of weakness, I knew it was time... My heart is broken.

I know noone here will laugh at me crying over a dead bird. I want someone, anyone to know that she lived and that I loved her a lot. She was one of my first chicken ever and I didn't know exactly how old she was when I got her, but she still laid lovely green eggs until she didn't. People told me to eat a hen that doesn't lay anymore, but I told them no.

She would live out her life in my care in graceful retirement.

During life she would bite my neighbour when she looked after them when I went away on a trip, and be cussed out by said neighbour for years.

Clem was cheeky and always on my heels, anytime I was around. She would jump up for treats and come running when I called. I will miss her.

Rest in peace Clem.