Our dear Barred Rock hen has flown the coop. She was four years old and no longer laying but was such a lovely presence around our homestead we kept her on as a pet. Hisnibs would let her out each morning to cluck her way around the yard savoring bugs and worms and stretch out in the sunshine. I’d swear she said Thank you when we gave her scraps of bread or vegetables. We’ll miss her. Rest in peace dear Beulah hen.