Sorry to hear that.Hello everyone, hope everyone’s week been going well I want to talk about the story of my hen (I may get disliked for this and I’m sorry if I upset you)
Introduction + Origin
So this all started in September when my mom bought 2 live chickens from someone, now they weren’t suppose to be pets at first (you might already know why they were bought to begin with) but eventually my mom grew attached to them, now these 2 chickens received their names (Rosita and Blanca) my neighbors had a rooster (and a chicken we never got to name) we called Francisco, now the rooster and my 2 chickens eventually began knowing each and became free roam now this went on for a few weeks and thats when I began to care about chickens, Rosita eventually began laying eggs and so did the neighbors hen. A month later (October) Rosita was killed by a speeding car.. it was a tough hit since she was the more calm one that wasn’t scared of us, Blanca on the other hand was a little stubborn. So now left was the Rooster and their hen + Blanca except I had to take extra precautions to make sure she crosses the street safely to get to her husband this went on for another month with a routine, (our chicken slept inside since we didn’t have a coop at the time and she also began laying eggs) we let the hen loose to the rooster then at sunset she runs back towards us inside. This went on for another month, till November of Thanksgiving Break I got a knock of the door of the neighbor who owned the rooster that both her rooster and hen were killed by stray dogs, Blanca (my hen) was able to escape..
New Changes
Blanca was the only one left and I felt devastated that she was alone and vulnerable to predators like cats and other animals, of course I had to take matters into my own hands, we had to make a new routine, in the morning she would be put into a cage good enough size for her for now, her food and water then when I came back from school I let her out to roam. Now more problems arise from this she would cross the road more often to where her deceased rooster was and look for worms and sometimes get a little to close to the road which I could not let happen I guard her from any danger as she digs for her worms, and I remember thinking she would eventually get her coop and rooster as well as some new buddies.
Our growing bond
Well her neighbor front yard expeditions wouldn’t last long as some other neighbors complained that she was tearing up gardens so I had to think of a new plan, I would have to teach her how to stay in the backyard more often and so I did, I put her in the backyard and sat with her outside, I began giving her blueberries and other fruit she would like and we began growing our bond.. I would scare any cats away who would try to get close always had a shovel in my hand to keep anyone away from hurting the hen, I became overprotective over my little hen. This would continue for a while and I would not go inside unless if I had to, hell I even skipped dinner. And this routine would continue, she would eventually grow attach to me too and she would follow me around, and I really loved that chicken.
New Beginning
Blanca would unfortunately stop laying eggs for a period of time since she began molting but a few weeks passed and my aunt bought a chicken from someone (yet again wasn’t suppose to be a pet) but surprisingly we found out that chicken was actually a young rooster. Of course our hen began pecking it and didn’t accept it and well eventually they worked out.. but every time I came back from school I would check up on them and feed them bread and fruits during my free time, and eventually got them their coop where they would sleep in.. everything was going like how I dreamed of for my hen that went through a lot and I had never felt so happy, I wanted to get her a buddy so I did, and got her a buddy and we named her Dorado (should’ve known better from what happened to my rooster when he first arrived) but our bond began growing a lot she recognized me and I always petted her, she would coming running to me when I came back from school and I was still overprotective over her, and I even got a job to maintain their supplies. Though a new concern arose where the 3 would go to the front yard again, but not the majority of the time so it wasn’t much of a problem.
Unfortunate Ending…
Monday, February 21st, 2022 school was out and I was invited to go out with friends to the park to hangout, the 3 were in the front yard and I remember when I heard a car beep outside, I saw it drive away and I saw Blanca on the road just standing there, I head outside and pick her up and I remember telling her “Don’t go to the road, I don’t want you to die on me” as I smile and lead her to the backyard, I kept petting her telling her how much I loved her and how far she’s gotten, as I was about to be picked up from my house I look to the backyard for a final time to see them all there.. so once me and friends were on the road we stopped by Walmart and I decided to might as well getting their bedding and their favorite bread.. as we left Walmart and were on our way to the park I received a phone call from my cousin.. he proceeds to tell me that Blanca the chicken was run over by a police officer on accident… I couldn’t believe it.. I didn’t know how to react.. I felt shocked but I didn’t think it was true either.. so the story was that Blanca and the group had gone to the front yard again and Blanca had separated herself to look for worms or roam around and a police officer was driving and said he tried to drive slowly and thought my hen moved out the way but she didn’t and she ended up being killed.. the officer was looking for the hens owner and apologized to my aunt and cousin for accidentally killing the hen.. my aunt tried her best to attempt to revive it but unfortunately Blanca the chicken had passed away… I couldn’t even have fun at the park anymore. I came back home devastated.. I went to go feed bread to the Rooster and Dorado and it was so quiet.. there was a missing spot when I fed them their bread..
Aftermath
It’s been 3 days since Blancas death and I still tear up about it.. my favorite hen who was with me and emotionally supported me.. the one I protected for so long and dreamed of her living her full life and tryin to do the best for her is now gone to a better place.. I feel guilty about how I could’ve prevented this and how she would’ve still been with me I have photos of her and videos that break my heart every time I see it, I can’t even write this post properly without a tear coming out.. I feel guilty and ashamed of myself for being careless.. I’ve talked to friends and they comforted me to remind myself she’s reunited with everyone else who passed from the time she lived.. it’s been so quiet recently and it all feels like a dream.. I recovered one of her feathers and kept it in a box that is along with Rositas feather I also recovered from when she died.. I don’t know what to feel anymore.. I want to order toys for the rooster and Dorado to keep them in the backyard but at the same time I feel bad and horrible because my Blancawho I wanted her to live her best life won’t be able to see the future projects I have planned their backyard, she was also about to begin laying eggs again after winter ends. I keep thinking about her in school.. I can’t sleep properly, I tear up in silence and I live ashamed of myself.. I truly miss her.. writing this whole story reminds me of the fun times we had together and bond we built along the way, I just can’t take this I can’t accept the reality that happened no matter how hard I try.. but I must remember she’s in a better place where she doesn’t need someone to watch over her for any danger and where she’s reunited with her buddies. I love you Blanca, may you Rest In Peace in hopes we will one day see each other again I’ll think about you and I miss you..
R.I.P Blanca
2021-2022
Mi Blancita
We all get attached to them. I joined backyards chicken 7 years ago when my rescued one eye one valid hen Chica got very sick. I had rescued her from the side of the road. A juvenile had avian pox a crooked leg. Anyway, years later she got very sick and after 3 months of tube feeding her plus meds she pulled through and lived another year before my landlord friend ran her over. He was sitting in his truck engine on for a while then backed up. Chica was behind and didn’t notice. Before that she had met a roo. And I had 3 of her eggs in her box. So I bought an incubator and put the three eggs. And I got 3 baby chick I witnessed hatching !!! So cute! Leanna, Micka and Julia from my biology students ´names!
Leanna died after 9 months. Dropped dead.? Egg bound maybe. Found Micka dead a year later in my yard. Julia was the last and she was a funny girl. Loved her. Always free in my yard and would roost in my landlady porch… I tried to make her move some other place but she won… so I ended up putting hay bags (I have a horse) cut and spread on the floor so I could clean up each morning (landlady comes occasionally only).
One day she called me while I was at the ranch. Her dog had killed Julia :-(
That dog is untrained and someone had left the door open and dog ran out and grabbed Julia.
It’s been 8 months and I still miss her.
I felt horrible not to have brought her up to the ranch where there was a beautiful rooster I thought about mating her with. But many wild chickens too and she was tiny.
Anyway, end of the story. Chica’s legacy stops here…
Today I rescued a Silkie someone dumped (see my post ). I hope it’s a hen but will still have to find her a home… can’t get her killed again by the dog.
I still feed the roo at the ranch and he has 5 girlfriends and two babies as of yesterday… life goes on and chickens are really cool!
Aloha
