Legs, our little Modern Game Hen bantam, died today. I found her in the run, eyes closed, with what seemed like a broken neck. She was one from our first year and came with Blanche. We used to bring her inside on really cold days, where she would spend the day in an aquarium, perfectly happy as long as we were near. She'd do a special little chirp when we'd come by. She was easy to catch if we let them out to freerange and was the one the neighbor kids liked to hold because she was small and didn't fly away.
Blanche and I are going to miss that wandering little hen. She had a free pass to stay as long as she wanted and she ended up not staying very long.
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