Well, the on going adventures of Lottie have come to an end. I had not seen her for a few days which is not unusual given her love for adventure and wanderings.
However, since I have been feeding the horses I expected to see her around the barn...it is a favorite place for her to hang out.
On Sunday Rachel looked in her coop and found that she had died. Sad.
We called her our ninja chicken as the dogs and our cat were all afraid of her. She knew how to show them who was boss! Now if she could only have taught Liberty...but I digress.
We have talked of more chickens and when Tim and the girls get back we have plans for him to convert a hay feeder he made, and is not used, into a bigger coop. We are planning on pullets but Lindsay wants some different breeds so she may buy some chicks too. We can always use the old coop for them.
I am looking forward to having fresh eggs again. And I hope that at least one of the hens will be a ninja like Lottie. The fact that she died of natural causes and wasn't a meal for a predator shows the savvy she had!
One of my favorite memories of her was seeing her out of my bedroom window and wondering what on earth she was doing hopping this way and that.
Well our one eyed, ninja chicken was after a frog! This city girl never knew a chicken could do those moves! So funny.
Four more days until my other wanderers are home. I can't wait!