Tw: animal death
Things are better then how it sounded over text
Two of our chickens died. Chupes And Darling. The two fighters.
Lottie might be blind, maybe deaf too. we don’t know. She can’t open her eyes. She isn’t responding to anything and she hasn’t moved from one spot for a while.
Candy is hurt. She lost all her tail feathers but she’s Up and Moving and Okay. Not bleeding anymore.
Dottie hasn’t moved from a corner sense she ran in there. She’s staring at nothing.
Puffy is okay. She hid inside the coop.
I. I don’t beleive in hurting animals out of not liking them. But that dog that broke into our yard, I want to kill it. It killed two of my chickens, and injured two more.
Rest In Peace Chupacabra. You tried to protect them. You were the only one who survived when this happened the first time. You tried to save your daughters.
Rest In Peace Darling. You followed in mama Chupes footsteps. You tried to help.
If it weren’t for you two, the rest would be dead too.
