We lost Beverly today.

She’d been unwell for a few weeks actually. But she’d occasionally start to look more clear-eyed and peppy, so we held off on putting her down.

But when Jen went out to do the chicken chores this morning she found Bev still in the coop, eyes closed, and frozen. It seems she died some time in the night, cuddled up and surrounded by her young sisters.

I think that was probably a better way to go.

And yes, Bev was unquestionably my favorite of all our chickens.

She and Mildred were very close. So maybe with her friend gone she didn’t have it in her to fight anymore… Honestly, I don’t know.

It’s a very sad day here, though.

j.s.