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Sunday, July 11, 2010

R. I. P.

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.

2 comments:

  1. Again, so sorry Mom. That is a really sweet note in memory of. She was a good chicken!

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  2. Yes, she was. Thank you for your sweet comment--all of them, in fact!

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