And Then There Were Three...

I have lost one of my oldest hens.  Red has beat many odds over her life.  She was prone to prolapse.  Twice I had to reinsert her insides and despite what many say she recovered.  She never laid eggs again but that is ok.  That was several years ago.  I came home today to find that she had prolapsed and found a place under some shady plants and passed on.  She was never a lap chicken but she had her place.  I think my polish hen Olga may miss her.  They always roosted together and I think Red kind of took care of Olga.  We will miss her.