The heading sounds like a silly question, I know, but today’s events have made me wonder.
Little Milly (fondly known in this household as “the dozy one” as she often forgot to take herself off to bed at night and was always slow to notice food) went off to meet her maker sometime this morning.
She stayed in bed when I went to let them all out this morning. Still alive, but asleep and quite obviously not wanting to be disturbed. We’ve all had mornings like that! The others were worried about her, and kept fussing about the coop, not wanting to stray far.
I found her keeled over a few hours later, and the others still fussing around. They’ve been quiet all day, just wandering aimlessly around the coop area, not straying far. Are they grieving?
It’s easy to put human emotions onto animals, but the chickens are quite obviously fond of each other. When Sally was ill last year, Mary Jane cosied up to her, quite literally “taking her under her wing”. It was very sweet to see.
Poor Milly. We have no way of knowing how old she was, as she came to us after a series of failed homes and dog attacks (some of her friends were killed by said dog) but I suspect she may have been quite elderly.