Snowy

No, it isn't snowing in Southern Indiana and in light of all the sad, horrendous news in the headlines, you might find today's post laughable.
I get that.
But, to more than a dozen Playdaters and one Gramerly and Pap, it is sad news indeed.

At 5:00 pm Cluckingham Palace confirmed that Snow White was found dead on the coop floor.
There was no sign of foul play and so it is believed she died of natural causes at the old age of five years.

Do you see her there in our very first batch of chickens?  She is the one in the bottom left corner.

 She is an Andalusion, and she was supposed to be blue.   I ordered three. Two of them did turn out to be blue.

 Snowy was certainly the odd girl out and our only white chicken to date.  Her  funny comb hadn't grown all the way in the above picture, but once it started, it grew and grew.

Until it eventually fell over her head.

She never got as big as the other girls either, but she was a faithful layer of white eggs.

We loved her so. She was so small, and sweet with her goofy comb, and a gimpy toe.  She was probably the most held chicken of our flock. Everyone knew Snowy.

Of late she was only able to get out of the chicken yard if we held the gate open for her. That was the only sign of change.  She would come cooing to the Handy Man at the end of the day to let her back in. We are relieved that she didn't linger miserably like so many old gals do.  I guess I thought she'd go on forever, so it was a bit of shock.

What a faithful provider she's been these many years.  We will miss our Snowy Girl.