Without Bill

Our oldest hen, Bill, left us peacefully yesterday.  She was at least six years old give or take a little, a bit on the chubola side in her older years, and hasn't been herself in a few weeks.

As a younger hen she was the best layer and squawked loudly and consistently...and to be honest, annoyingly!  In the early morning, her voice drove us batty (and probably the neighbors too, but they were too kind to complain).  

We will miss her squawk in Red Door Coop.

Here is the old girl with her chicken family.