Pepita,
pretty girl,
so nice to Gypsy when the others pick on her.
Pepita of the pale pink eggs,
who rarely took a day off,
you laid above and beyond what anyone could expect.
I will miss seeing you come running when I call.
Rest in peace and dream of green fields and cozy nests.
Again, so sorry Mom. That is a really sweet note in memory of. She was a good chicken!
ReplyDeleteYes, she was. Thank you for your sweet comment--all of them, in fact!
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