Friday, February 13, 2026

The Little Red Hen

 

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

4 years ago, from somewhere I do not recall in pealing chicks out of hatching eggs, a little red hen appeared which I really did not pay much attention to, but she made it through the winter as a miniature chicken and happened to not get ate by coons or owls while spending the summer outside.

She had sat on eggs but nothing hatched in her secret location, so I caught her and pretty much babied her for 3 years in waiting for some kind of donations to get out of this hell hole I’m in.

I had hopes this year she would set on eggs, as we got a fence from JYG put up and there were places for her, but she never sat. She did fly outside the fence and back in every day and I would feed her treats, and make sure she was in the coup at night.

She sang a great deal as she was a very happy chicken. She acted wild, unless perched on the gate where I would catch her or feed her treats from the other chickens.

She got sick about a month ago, wings drooped and I thought she was going to die. She recovered in a day, and it was a stutter step inside each day if I did not find her when I was looking for her.

This morning on September 9th, she was there as always, had got out of the pen and disappeared as she did, and I noticed that she had laid some eggs in a nest, but they were the size of robin eggs. My little red hen was not going to breed and have chicks.

This afternoon when I went to put the chickens in for the night, there she was, tucked in by the gate. I did not recognize her, and wondered what chicken was in trouble there, but it was her, and she was dead. Nothing wrong with her, she must have just had a heart attack as the comb was pale and not the bright red it always was.

Odd thing in almost 8 billion people could die and I would not be upset about it in the least, but this little girl upsets me as she was one of the few pleasant things in life worth caring about. I hope she is in Heaven for eternity like the rest of my animals, but it makes me ponder in what is coming to this world, as most of our kittens died or were killed this year by a feral cat. Just always seems that God removes things as it would be too great of burden later to have piles of things you care about dying and you can’t do a thing about it.

Just puts me into more of a mood for 8 million non donors getting what they deserve.

Nuff Said

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