There are no words.
I went to see the hens this morning. Willow and Princess were sounding mournful, but they often do when they want attention.
Doyle wasn't there though, which was odd. I looked up and saw her lying at the back of the coop. It looks as though she had died quite peacefully in her sleep.
We loved you so much, Doyle. Your short life brought great joy to us and we are so grateful for the time we had with you.
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