
Happy Harvest Blog
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There was a death in the family yesterday. One of the red layer hens died in the coop. They do that. They go in the coop (not the nest box), hunch up, pull in their feet and their heads, close their eyes, and go to "sleep"- really a pre-death trance. Their combs go pale, and they depart slowly. The whole transition seems very peaceful, and like a death happens by degrees. You can look at them in the last hours, and they aren't dead yet, but they aren't all there either.
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