It is a very sad day at Brookwood Shire today. My beautiful Maeve died…and I have no idea why.
It was a usual morning, not as cold as yesterday. I went up to the coop and the girls were all still together in the big nesting box. They stood up and greeted me. Everything was fine. I gave them pellets, checked their water and opened up the run. Then because they are VERY spoiled girls, I lifted each one down from the nesting box. They milled around, eating and drinking while I cleaned the nesting box. They did not rush outside, which was unusual but it was still early and not quite light. I left them and came back inside.
While I was making my coffee, Amber started making a lot of noise. I went up to check and she was in the little run, announcing something. There was nothing unusual except for the fact that they were still not outside. But just in case, I closed the big run. Slowly the others started to come out from the coop…except for Maeve. Perhaps she was in the nesting box. But when I went in to check she was not there. She was face down under the roost..in what I call their “baby box”…. where they lived as chicks. There is not a mark on her…no blood or apparent injuries. She hasn’t been sick. She was fine earlier.
I have checked the coop and see nothing that could have hurt her. Could she have simply fallen from the roost and hit her head or something? That seems very unlikely. But what could have happened?
The other girls are quite subdued and a little confused. Amber definitely alerted me that something was wrong….but she can’t say what happened.
Maeve was a beautiful girl…and she knew it. She was stubborn and insisted on sitting, fluffed up and taking up as much room as possible in all the best spots. She wasn’t as friendly as Amber, or as curious as Prudence, or as sweet as Beatrix, or as independent as Briana. She was probably 4th in the pecking order, but she didn’t care. She KNEW she was the most beautiful hen that had ever lived. She made me smile and I will miss her.