Henrietta's gone...

She's gone where the good eggs go...

About a week ago, we found her laying next to the laying boxes with a stiff leg.

We gave her some food and water and made her comfy.

The next day she was on the floor of the chicken shed, looking uncomfortable.

I made her a special little nest and gave her her own food and water dishes.

Within a few hours she looked better, she turned herself around and started preening her feathers.

Last night I noticed she was eating well and drinking.  

Things were looking up.

This morning, not so much...she was gone.

Bye Bye Henrietta...

I put her next to one of the new gardens and placed a flat stone on top to protect from predators.

But so is life in the big city.