Found one of the Polish hens dead in the coop this afternoon. She looked like she had just fallen asleep, face straight down in the hay. Finley and I performed a quick burial, then I cleaned out the old bedding in the coop. So now we are down to three.
Finley decided she wants us to get five more chickens in the spring for a total of eight. (Notice the focus on first grade math.) She still wants some that look like Goldie (the deceased Araucana), and is starting to talk about a rooster, as well. We shall see.
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