|This is Mimi on the day before she went to live in the chicken coop on God's farm.|
Yesterday was a very sad day at our house. One of Mommy's chickens had to go to God's chicken coop in the sky.
All of the hens are sick, but Mimi was really sick. She went to the vet's and didn't come back. And Aunt Bea is probably going to to join Mimi so she has someone to hang around with on God's farm.
Mommy cried over her chickens. She said that Mimi and Aunt Bea looked like they had all of their feathers and they didn't seem sick at all. But underneath ... ick. The bald chickens aren't nearly as sick.
I don't know why Mommy cried over her hens. I guess chickens are like dogs. You love them, except they don't sleep in your bed.
Me and Scout and Murphy are all going to the vet together today for our annual check ups. That'll be fun for Dr. B and will probably make Mommy feel better.
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