It is with great sadness that I regret to report, our chicken, Barb was killed in the middle of the night, Thursday June 17th. It was a raccoon, we believe, that took her life. I was on vacation, so I did not see the mess and sadness the raccoon left. My husband, Dave was going out to feed the girls Friday morning when he noticed the feathers everywhere and the mesh wire was ripped apart in their coop window. So sad. No Barb. She was taken with just feathers left everywhere.
Barb was at the top of the pecking order. She was the bird in charge. She was the one that always let me pet her soft feathers. Yes, we may have called her the mean one at times... But she was the strongest of all of them. She was the alpha hen. We bet that she was picked by the raccoon because of her fight that she put up to protect her sisters.
She will be missed. I know some may say, "she's just a chicken". But when you raise them from day old peeps, and name them... They each have their own personalities.... It's just tough. She was a pet. And a great chicken.
We will miss ya Barb.