I am sorry to hear that your hen died. The Light Sussex are beautiful birds. I kept hens for a few years a while back, in another rented estate cottage, this time in Devon.
We had one bird, Rosa, who didn’t flock very well. We trimmed all the birds’ wings, just enough to unsettle their flight and keep them in their enormous run. However, Rosa could still flutter and off she went. We always got her back safely until the day we didn’t.
Walking on the quiet road near the cottage, a dog grabbed her and killed her. It was a stupid dog that was allowed to roam all day on the estate on its own. Obviously stupid owners too. Hours later, when my husband tracked it down with the help of Paddy the Jack Russell, it was still holding Rosa in its mouth. No idea what to do with her.
Sadly, she had been my daughter’s hen so there were a lot of tears all round. I wish I had shown her to the other hens. That makes perfect sense.
Oh Helen, I am so sorry you eperienced that, it can be hard loving animals can't it?. Memtion of Devon always makes me smile, I have spent many happy times in the West Country.
I don’t regret the hens. They were enormous fun. I was sad about Rosa but I’m over it now. The JR in the story left us, aged 18, at the start of 2023. Now that’s a harder hole to fill….
I am sorry to hear that your hen died. The Light Sussex are beautiful birds. I kept hens for a few years a while back, in another rented estate cottage, this time in Devon.
We had one bird, Rosa, who didn’t flock very well. We trimmed all the birds’ wings, just enough to unsettle their flight and keep them in their enormous run. However, Rosa could still flutter and off she went. We always got her back safely until the day we didn’t.
Walking on the quiet road near the cottage, a dog grabbed her and killed her. It was a stupid dog that was allowed to roam all day on the estate on its own. Obviously stupid owners too. Hours later, when my husband tracked it down with the help of Paddy the Jack Russell, it was still holding Rosa in its mouth. No idea what to do with her.
Sadly, she had been my daughter’s hen so there were a lot of tears all round. I wish I had shown her to the other hens. That makes perfect sense.
Oh Helen, I am so sorry you eperienced that, it can be hard loving animals can't it?. Memtion of Devon always makes me smile, I have spent many happy times in the West Country.
I don’t regret the hens. They were enormous fun. I was sad about Rosa but I’m over it now. The JR in the story left us, aged 18, at the start of 2023. Now that’s a harder hole to fill….