I am still in shock and can't believe it.
Whiskey was out and about in the dining room eating and snacking as she does all the time. her mate, Pluto was just starting to chase her to the nest, and since she is handicapped, she can't fly back to the nest, so he is unrelentless in his pursuit.
I put him in time out and let her play all afternoon. When I finally returned him to the homing coop, I left for a minute, as I normally do. When I came back to pick her up and put her in her cubby, she was laying down next to the grit bowl, definitely not in a normal position, and Pluto was trying to do his best to chase her to the nest. I grabbed her and she was limp/lifeless and open beak breathing, I held her close to me and within minutes she passed away in my arms.
I haven't a clue...what happened... as there was no blood or injuries that were visible. I'm still in shock.
My husband burried her in the back of the yard, and she has now been returned to her Creator. You are now free Whiskey, no more handicap, and you fly with angels, like a song in the wind. Rest in Peace.
Rest in Peace, my little precious mosaic, you were alot of fun and full of life. You didn't take nothing from none of the flock with your bossy little way.
I will love you always......
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