I love having chickens. I love my chickens. They have a wonderful, largely care-free existence. They have a group of dogs who take on responsibility for guarding them.
Today I did a terrible thing. I accidentally killed one. Shutting up the shed after last #
egg check of the day, I swung the heavy wooden door shut just as one of the girls stuck her head out -- crushed her skull.
Instantaneous, nothing I could do. Still wept for half an hour. Thank you lovely for your contribution -- hope you had a good life -- I'm sorry.
