This is just a short post - not meant to be morbid but rather to celebrate the life of the little black hen we affectionately knew as Rose. Rose passed on today - she was such a sweet bird and a great little pet. What I will remember most about her is constantly shooing her away from my painted red toenails that she was somehow convinced were her favourite treat (cherry tomatoes). Mr. Biff and I were new to chicken farming and have enjoyed having the two hens in our city backyard. As a point of interest the two hens delivered us one and sometimes two fresh eggs each and every day. Little Jerry Seinfeld, our remaining Isa Brown hen will miss her buddy I am sure. It's been a great experience having the chance to have a little country life in the city.
Rest in Peace Little Rose.....