Poor Ant has crowed his last.
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Ant as a youngster |
He has been unwell
for a while and lost his status as Cock ‘o’ North Wald quite a while ago. He had taken to roaming the fields, mostly
alone, but was getting spoiled by both me and Frankie slipping him extra feed
when none of the others could see. He was slowly getting less and less
adventurous and was often found just sitting about in the Peedie Hoose.
Yesterday I thought he had gone missing and spent nearly half an hour looking
for him before I found him sheltering behind the compost bins. He didn’t come
out to the feeding area very often as he would be picked on by everyone. Sad
really.
This morning he was
lying expired just by the door in the Peedie Hoose. At least he made it back
inside and didn’t die cold and alone in the bushes! How sentimental is that, to
be worried about how one little cockerel died. So much for being the hard
hearted farmer that I keep trying to be.