And then there were three...

It was a sad day yesterday. I got home from work and found three chickens waiting for me on the back doorstep, not in itself unusual. However when I went outside, started handing out corn and Fizzy was still conspicuous by her absence I began to worry.

I found Fizzy in the coop where she'd quietly left us at some point in the day. While we'd always said that we felt Fizzy would probably go like this one day, the shock was no less. She'd never been the model of a healthy chicken - never laying, slower off the mark, and sometimes sounding a little wheezy - but she was as happy as the others and made us smile just as much. She will be very much missed.