RIP Big Boy

Our beloved Rooster, Big Boy, died on Sunday, April 22, 2007. Here's what happened.

Ancho and I were standing in our back doorway looking upon our minions.

The chickens were scratching around in the green, lush grass in our back yard.

It was sunny, warm, and an altogether pleasant Spring day.

Big Boy was sunning himself in the yard. We were watching him and commenting on his cuteness, when he laid down on the ground, twitched ever so slightly, and died.

He died. Right there while we were watching him. Just like that. Dead. D-E-A-D Dead.

He was a fine rooster and went on to the great unknown on a lovely day. He did not appear to suffer. Nevertheless, his passing was sad.

Big Boy was not like other roosters. He was always a gentleman with his hen friendlies. I even have thought of writing a children's book about Big Boy.

He never acted aggressively toward anyone, human, hen, dog, rabbit, or cat.

He had a nice cockle doodle doo to greet us in the morning.

He was handsome (A Barred Rock).

He will be missed.

Big Boy is survived by the other animals that live here:

Ancho and Me
Rosalee, Ralph, and Skittles (our dogs)
Poe Poe Kitty Kitty (obviously the cat)
8 Hens (2 Red Stars, 2 Wyandotts, and 4 Barred Rocks)
Several hundred wild rabbits

We miss you Big Boy!