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The Ceremony

By a review of the remaining nine, we have agreed that Featherless Biped is the deceased. Featherless lost her feathers in January and had never grown them back along her neck and down her chest. Now that molting is in earnest, she had even fewer feathers. I have had concerns for her health and the body wasn't eaten, so there is some hope that a predator did not get into the permanent run at mid-day to kill her. However, the girls were kept in the coop yesterday and today I plugged new holes with bricks before letting them out. While I was doing this, I discovered Mrs. Gaines in the run sniffing about. She was picked up and tossed out. The Queen of Destruction is the only cat that persists in harassing the girls.

It is disturbing that underneath the quick 2/3 inch of rain that fell yesterday, the pond was hard and dry and difficult to dig. No moist soil at all, a sign of our drought conditions this summer. The Dude wasn't able to dig as deeply as he had for Anya back in early summer.

It was a sunset that heralds autumn, high cirrus clouds reflecting pink and orange light, the drizzle pushed away east and north. That strange pink/orange light was all around us as we laid her to rest, a thing of beauty and wonder, as life is.

Frog Out

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kelly_yoyo
Sep. 12th, 2007 04:23 pm (UTC)
Good night, sweet avian!
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