Fairwell

Our beloved chicken Marshmallow went to the chicken coop in the sky this week. She was old and didn’t have any bite marks on her so we assume she died a natural death. Avonlea found her under the rabbit hutch in a corner of the chicken’s yard. Marshmallow was the calmest chicken (and out best layer). She always let me her up and carry her around. =( We kept her in the
barbecue so that other animals wouldn't eat her. (ironic isn't it?) And so this was Marshmallows funeral.