Thursday, 25 February 2016

"Oh dear"

There always seems to one from each new flock of Hens; that turns up its toes overnight, and expires of 'inexplicable chicken malady'.
Hoping she's a one off. It was a cold morning and it was felt she looked a little forlorn just lying there awaiting disposal, so a suitable resting place was found in the interim.
The googlie eyes weren't my idea...Honest...

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