Clara has not been herself since Monday, she was not getting around well, she would scoot herself around, she could not stand up very good. I would put food and water by her and she would eat and drink. She stayed on the ground all the time. Well this morning when I gave her her food, Stella got territorial over the food and was actually pecking on Clara's comb and I was like no way, she could not even defend herself. So I put her in a pen by herself with her food and water, but she passed away by the end of the day. She was the ruler of the roost and a tough old broad and she died the same way, I think she was determined not to give up till she had to.
Thanks for being such a good girl Clara, you were loved and we will miss you.
Have an awesome Friday and thanks for stopping in.