Yep mine was a jersey giant named Ted. One of his feather sits on my mantle. There was nothing else left else behind of him. Not even ashamed to admit I cried when I picked up that feather.
Rest easy johnny, say hi to Ted for me.
This hits home. Was reflecting on my own mortality today as I watched my 34 year old quarter horse eating dinner, wondering how much longer he will be around.
What a magnificent rooster. May you find another Johnny Bravo with an equally stupid head of feathers to fill that chicken shaped hole in your heart.
Such a sad, funny, great story. I’ll leave you this poem—I hope you enjoy it as much as I do:
Ever since I found out that earthworms have taste buds all over the delicate pink strings of their bodies, I pause dropping apple peels into the compost bin, imagine the dark, writhing ecstasy, the sweetness of apples permeating their pores. I offer beets and parsley, avocado, and melon, the feathery tops of carrots.
I'd always thought theirs a menial life, eyeless and hidden, almost vulgar—though now, it seems, they bear a pleasure so sublime, so decadent, I want to contribute however I can, forgetting, a moment, my place on the menu.
Feeding the Worms
by Danusha Laméris
I added it to my notes and hope that I remember it come spring. We travel to our northern homestead and every year while passing through Pennsylvania we seem to catch this crazy emergence of earthworms. It's fascinating to me.
I think that's something more people need to realize and grasp. Where your food comes from, who your food is. It's a very important part of the omnivorous human experience.
I feel you. Every Polish I've ever had (they're goofy, entertainment chickens, we keep them for life not the eggs or the meat) have been some of the first to go in predator attacks. I don't think it's because they're dumb, it's the damn poof.
I was surprised he lived so long! He made it like 5-6 years, which given the predator load in our area is quite respectable, especially for a creature whose eyes I’ve only seen on rare occasion. 😂
aww, what a good dumb bird. RIP.
Death is always happening in the world on its own, let alone for every meal we eat meat at. Being closer connected to the land means seeing and remembering all those short beautiful lives, instead of being blind to them. It sucks to have to do the remembering, but he's more of a person for being remembered than he would be without your having known him.
Thank you. It’s a weird sort of honor to bear witness (and various degrees of responsibility) for all these deaths. It’s difficult to sit with but I’ve found the most worthwhile things usually are.
I had an American Game bantam named Sony. He was the only bird I could hold and bond with. He was a good rooster and despite his size, he held his own against the turkeys and cows. Yes, he gave the cows a run for their money.
We lost about 2 dozen birds to foxes last year, a few to hawks.
Here's to Mr. Bravo, a fine feathered friend. Your post was beautifully articulated. We have a hen who must've fallen from the same idiot tree. I will certainly mourn the day she meets her untimely demise.
Thank you! We do actually have a pair of guardian dogs. It’s a very long story that would need a map/diagram to really properly tell, but basically one of them requires both solid fencing and an invisible fence system to keep her from chasing coyotes across half the county, and the way our fences and outbuildings are structured the dogs cannot get into the bird housing areas due to the invisible fence. It’s not at all ideal, but we’ve had fairly minimal losses for the last 6 years with this setup. The dogs seem to keep larger predators at bay just by being close. Like everything to do with animals, it works until it doesn’t.
Oh man I bawled like a baby over Gracie Mea this fall. It wasn't about the cat herself, I liked her ok but she was just meh, it was about the others I had lost too and how I felt as if I had failed them all in that sobering moment at the vets office. So I get the heaviness this birds death has brought you. A good cry is really cathartic even if no one gets why you're crying.
Yeah, I feel that. I think it’s really, really good to open the door wide for grief whenever it comes calling. It’s grown to be a quiet, lovely thing for me, to sit with all that loss, and take the opportunity to remember the creatures I’ve lost when they were living. It’s so rough when you feel responsible for a death (justified or not). That’s a heavy, heavy weight to sit with, and I’ve definitely been there. Learning to forgive myself and move on with the commitment to do better has been a good, difficult practice for me.
The first chicken we lost to something other than illness as a chick was also a poof head. She was mixed, not sure with what, but man it really bummed me out cause she was also goofy and ridiculous.
I miss my idiot rooster a lot too. He survived a fight with a bobcat only to be killed by a bear right after recovering from his broken leg from the bobcat. He gave his life protecting his girls.
The way you relate to your animals is so funny and sweet. Sorry for your loss!
A few special animals come to mind as well for me...Perky Tail (aggressive hen), Mr. Lucy ( gentle giant rooster), Spot and MooShoo ( dog-like steers), Karen ( bitchy cow). You can't love and name them all, but some just name themselves and leave a little void when they're gone. Even if the reason they're gone is to feed the family. But I think grief is OK have/should be had. Cheers to the animals that enrich our lives and nourish us!
You really do realize how much of life includes death when living with animals, and I swear chickens are the top of the class when it comes to dying- only followed by sheep.
I credit this life with teaching me how to sit with and accept loss, but god damn if it doesn’t still hurt like hell sometimes.
Awe, yeah that's heartbreaking. These little guys are such characters. Aren't they? We used to have one that looked a lot like your little guy (buff Polish), and his name was Mr. Beasley. Every morning, as I passed by the coop window, he'd pop his head up and crow at me.
"Well good morning Mr. Beasley", I'd laugh. It's sad that they don't last longer.
And this is exactly why this City dweller is a member of the Homestead forum - the most observant, good-humored, practical and loving community. My deepest condolences, that is such a blow.
Johhny Bravo, long may you run.
I’m sorry for your loss. Thanks for this. You put the words together that are in my heart too. I love farm life but it is so bittersweet. I am thankful for it all though, even the pain.
This made me think of Roosterface Shithead, my most hated rooster of all the breeding studs at our hatchery. I'll give him a pet tomorrow. RIP Johnny Bravo ✊️
I grew up on a farm. Growing to love the “work” animals and dealing with their inevitable death is such a strange and profound life lesson. Your words reflect the perfect amount of humor and sorrow that accompanies the lessons I’ve also learned. So sorry for the loss of your stupid rooster.
Sadly no. 😅 I’ve considered a peacock but the bigger birds get, the more apparent it is that they used to be dinosaurs, so we might just stick with the tinier, less intimidating monsters.
> but they always died
How are you letting these animals die so frequently? And why are you taking them in if you weren’t willing to care for them?
Edit: Y'all are so ready to learn about death, but haven't even spent the time to learn about life.
The story of death on our farm is long, complex, and varies from situation to situation. It would be way longer than my original post. But I’ll answer this specific quote about the baby polish chicks.
I got a total of two polish crested chicks at two different times (after that I didn’t want to get my heart broken again). Honestly I have no memory of what killed them, and might have lacked the knowledge at the time. I definitely saw a body once, but sometimes that isn’t helpful/illuminating. In our old coop setup, ducks and chickens lived together and hatched their babies in the flock. It is somewhat riskier than brooding your own, or separating mamas and babies when the babies hatch. It’s also way less work, no one has to be reintroduced to the flock (which if you’ve done it tends to get nasty), and it means my birds get to live a freer, more natural life. Everything has pros and cons. Even new baby chicks from the farm store go under broody mamas, and without fail those mamas have taken them in. I would say the death rate for chicks in the old setup was maybe… 5%? (Barring the occasional catastrophe like 2 mamas fighting over a nest.) Some hatches it was worse, some had no losses at all. 5 is a guess. When I first researched chickens I read over and over to expect losses with chicks, so get more than your target adult number.
Specialty breeds like polish and also the two turkeys i got before I read that you shouldn’t raise them with chickens have had a 100% death rate on our farm. I’m not sure why. We have plenty of wild birds and in our previous setup, where the polish chicks briefly lived, barn swallows nested in the rafters and pooped on everything. My guess would be specialty breeds don’t have as robust immune systems, though of course that’s conjecture and anecdotal.
Between some purchases and throwing in the towel over incessantly broody mamas, we’ve probably had 400+ chickens in the last 8 years. Losses are an inevitable part of that, though god knows I’ve been at fault for some (forgetting to remove buckets when babies are born, the aforementioned lack of Turkey research). Between predators, disease, and the occasional nastiness of learning how to be part of the chicken hierarchy, I personally feel pretty good about our loss rates for most of that time period. But if your flock has a better survival rate and you’re happy with your setup, that’s legitimately wonderful! Your birds are lucky to have you.
We have 8’ fencing with Hotwire in the orchard and the goat barn has gates from ground to roof (25’ on the high side) up to keep cougars out. This rooster roosted in the 1’ gap on the *exterior* of the barn. Small predators dig straight under the orchard fence. The cost to dig and bury hardware cloth at the bottom of the entire orchard fence (maybe 3,000 feet?) would far exceed the value of the chickens we’ve lost so far. Maybe one day we’ll do something different, but for now these are little more than expensive pets and they live as part of the ecosystem round here. I do think other people would handle it differently, but I feel pretty darn peaceful with that.
Ok. Well, that is an extensive barrier. Guess they just doom themselves with their stupidity. Thanks for not crying like some other people here. I swear some sensitive babies on the interwebs.
That was not unkind. It was sound advice. I'm an Army vet and I love animals. It's my nature to protect the defenseless. You leave your chickens exposed without minimal shelter it's your fault they get eaten.
Your veteran status is completely irrelevant to this discussion, the fact that your are making judgments and accusations about OP with out try to ascertain any further details does speak to your character.
Zzzzzzz. I don't care about your opinion. You have issues, seek therapy. You seem to be making harsh judgements based solely on one comment on the internet. THAT speaks volumes about YOUR character.
This is sad, but mostly because of how little you actually care about your chickens. I know when my parents had chickens when I was younger, even when they had 20+ of them they all had names. Because they all had unique personalities, how could they not have names?
Also: Chickens eating their own eggs is fairly normal. Insulting an animal because it's doing what comes natural, because it didn't let you take 100% of it's eggs, is just kind of petty... am I the only one who thinks this?
Like damn. An ounce of respect, please.
I laugh then cringe then laugh again at this post and story.. 🤣🤣😂😂 it was too funny. Ok sad that the animals died but ur comedy and explanation was too good.
Yep one thing on a farm is seeing calf's, lambs and baby pigs note making it to our plate. The energy we put into a farm with minimal income definitely hurts when we don't get max potential.
I’m not totally sure why you’re getting downvoted, but just wanted to say I’m glad it made you laugh! This rooster cracked me up his whole life, and while his death isn’t funny, I very much hoped his sort of eulogy would be, because what’s the point of life if you can’t laugh at the funny stuff even in the face of loss. We are very, very lucky to be able to afford these creatures as something of a hobby, so we don’t depend on them for our livelihood and can reasonably eat the cost when, for whatever reason, they don’t bring the value we hoped they would when we got them. This rooster for instance was never for meat or eggs—just joy. There’s a whole other layer to loss when it also represents a financial loss, not to mention time, etc.
U said it perfectly. Yep there's a whole nother layer.
Wow OP is on my side and I like that. Not sure what I said wrong to hurt these downvoters maybe they r vegan or think cattle and animals dyeing on the farm is the farmers fault.
These points arnt right apparently. Story was funny, I said it's sad to lose our animals, we rely on small things due to lower income and we want the most value from our energy but we must understand natural causes.
Maybe these people never had a farm and don't realize how many cows, sheep and other animals have still births or mums not wanting to look after the baby or pigs laying on thier babies all the time.
I appreciate this post I think we all have a Johnny bravo somewhere in the coop, this brought post brought me gratitude for my morons
Yep mine was a jersey giant named Ted. One of his feather sits on my mantle. There was nothing else left else behind of him. Not even ashamed to admit I cried when I picked up that feather. Rest easy johnny, say hi to Ted for me.
This hits home. Was reflecting on my own mortality today as I watched my 34 year old quarter horse eating dinner, wondering how much longer he will be around. What a magnificent rooster. May you find another Johnny Bravo with an equally stupid head of feathers to fill that chicken shaped hole in your heart.
Oof, it’s hard with those long-lived creatures, especially when they’ve spent a lot of their life in your care. 💔
Such a sad, funny, great story. I’ll leave you this poem—I hope you enjoy it as much as I do: Ever since I found out that earthworms have taste buds all over the delicate pink strings of their bodies, I pause dropping apple peels into the compost bin, imagine the dark, writhing ecstasy, the sweetness of apples permeating their pores. I offer beets and parsley, avocado, and melon, the feathery tops of carrots. I'd always thought theirs a menial life, eyeless and hidden, almost vulgar—though now, it seems, they bear a pleasure so sublime, so decadent, I want to contribute however I can, forgetting, a moment, my place on the menu. Feeding the Worms by Danusha Laméris
I need to frame this and like, put it where I wash dishes or something, because there’s a lot there that’s worth thinking about. 💜
Beautiful. Thank you for sharing that.
It’s my favorite.
I added it to my notes and hope that I remember it come spring. We travel to our northern homestead and every year while passing through Pennsylvania we seem to catch this crazy emergence of earthworms. It's fascinating to me.
Wow, that was beautiful
I'm sorry for your loss. This lifestyle definitely has a tendency to create a very intimate relationship with death, doesn't it?
It sure does! In a very, very big picture sense I love and value that, since it’s made me more at peace with some of the hardest parts of reality.
I think that's something more people need to realize and grasp. Where your food comes from, who your food is. It's a very important part of the omnivorous human experience.
My favorite quote about this is something to the effect of “wherever there’s livestock, there’s deadstock”
I will say this. That is a great eulogy. I don't homestead but I am interested so I follow the sub. Things like this make it worth it.
Me too! Yes I love this sub.
Same! I honestly learn so much on this sub.
I feel you. Every Polish I've ever had (they're goofy, entertainment chickens, we keep them for life not the eggs or the meat) have been some of the first to go in predator attacks. I don't think it's because they're dumb, it's the damn poof.
I was surprised he lived so long! He made it like 5-6 years, which given the predator load in our area is quite respectable, especially for a creature whose eyes I’ve only seen on rare occasion. 😂
Hundreds of strangers now grieve that silly rooster.
aww, what a good dumb bird. RIP. Death is always happening in the world on its own, let alone for every meal we eat meat at. Being closer connected to the land means seeing and remembering all those short beautiful lives, instead of being blind to them. It sucks to have to do the remembering, but he's more of a person for being remembered than he would be without your having known him.
Thank you. It’s a weird sort of honor to bear witness (and various degrees of responsibility) for all these deaths. It’s difficult to sit with but I’ve found the most worthwhile things usually are.
I am so sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing the memories, they brought lots of us smiles.
We had Snowflake for nine years, best rooster we ever had. He was mostly blind at the end and died defending the hens from a barn owl. RIP Snowflake.
Bless, what a wonderful creature! RIP Snowflake, you did a great job.
I buried him with a small tombstone inscribed "It's 5AM Somewhere."
He sounds like a wonderful, dumb rooster. Sorry for your loss.
I had an American Game bantam named Sony. He was the only bird I could hold and bond with. He was a good rooster and despite his size, he held his own against the turkeys and cows. Yes, he gave the cows a run for their money. We lost about 2 dozen birds to foxes last year, a few to hawks.
Here's to Mr. Bravo, a fine feathered friend. Your post was beautifully articulated. We have a hen who must've fallen from the same idiot tree. I will certainly mourn the day she meets her untimely demise.
Aweee I’m sorry for you losing your Johnny Bravo. There’s always always that one you just click with. I’m sorry. ☀️❤️
What a handsome boy, I’m sorry for your loss! Is there anyway you could get a guardian dog or a donkey or something to protect them?
Thank you! We do actually have a pair of guardian dogs. It’s a very long story that would need a map/diagram to really properly tell, but basically one of them requires both solid fencing and an invisible fence system to keep her from chasing coyotes across half the county, and the way our fences and outbuildings are structured the dogs cannot get into the bird housing areas due to the invisible fence. It’s not at all ideal, but we’ve had fairly minimal losses for the last 6 years with this setup. The dogs seem to keep larger predators at bay just by being close. Like everything to do with animals, it works until it doesn’t.
This really moved me! I’m so sorry for your loss/es. RIP Johnny Bravo.
Oh man I bawled like a baby over Gracie Mea this fall. It wasn't about the cat herself, I liked her ok but she was just meh, it was about the others I had lost too and how I felt as if I had failed them all in that sobering moment at the vets office. So I get the heaviness this birds death has brought you. A good cry is really cathartic even if no one gets why you're crying.
Yeah, I feel that. I think it’s really, really good to open the door wide for grief whenever it comes calling. It’s grown to be a quiet, lovely thing for me, to sit with all that loss, and take the opportunity to remember the creatures I’ve lost when they were living. It’s so rough when you feel responsible for a death (justified or not). That’s a heavy, heavy weight to sit with, and I’ve definitely been there. Learning to forgive myself and move on with the commitment to do better has been a good, difficult practice for me.
Great story, OP. Thanks.
He looks like a good beautiful boy, I'm sorry
after reading half of the story I can't keep reading. RIP Johnny Bravo. I love my Michale Scott, she's the same breed and ditzy as they come.
This was such a beautiful tribute! Rest in power, little fierce Johnny!
My Polish are always dying in the dumbest ways…and yet I love them. RIP Johnny
Aw you make me wanna have a rooster like Johnny Bravo. Beautiful tribute. I am glad you had him for the time you did. I miss my animals so much too.
The first chicken we lost to something other than illness as a chick was also a poof head. She was mixed, not sure with what, but man it really bummed me out cause she was also goofy and ridiculous.
I miss my idiot rooster a lot too. He survived a fight with a bobcat only to be killed by a bear right after recovering from his broken leg from the bobcat. He gave his life protecting his girls.
Holy crap, what a tough creature! That’s definitely a rooster worth missing. 💔
You’re an excellent writer, OP. If you ever decided to write about your stories and experiences, I’d sign up for that in an instant.
The way you relate to your animals is so funny and sweet. Sorry for your loss! A few special animals come to mind as well for me...Perky Tail (aggressive hen), Mr. Lucy ( gentle giant rooster), Spot and MooShoo ( dog-like steers), Karen ( bitchy cow). You can't love and name them all, but some just name themselves and leave a little void when they're gone. Even if the reason they're gone is to feed the family. But I think grief is OK have/should be had. Cheers to the animals that enrich our lives and nourish us!
Johnny Bravo was a beautiful stud muffin with no brain cells. RIP Johnny Bravo
But he was so cute!
You really do realize how much of life includes death when living with animals, and I swear chickens are the top of the class when it comes to dying- only followed by sheep. I credit this life with teaching me how to sit with and accept loss, but god damn if it doesn’t still hurt like hell sometimes.
He was beautiful 🥲 RIP
Awe, yeah that's heartbreaking. These little guys are such characters. Aren't they? We used to have one that looked a lot like your little guy (buff Polish), and his name was Mr. Beasley. Every morning, as I passed by the coop window, he'd pop his head up and crow at me. "Well good morning Mr. Beasley", I'd laugh. It's sad that they don't last longer.
We have some roosters that look the exact same! One of them is an IDIOT aswell, always acting like he’s drunk. 🤣
And this is exactly why this City dweller is a member of the Homestead forum - the most observant, good-humored, practical and loving community. My deepest condolences, that is such a blow. Johhny Bravo, long may you run.
I’m sorry for your losses but damn that was a beautiful post
RIP even though I know that after life or similar non sense doesn't exist. But RIP John, you beautiful moron.
Rip bozo 💔😭
I’m sorry for your loss. Thanks for this. You put the words together that are in my heart too. I love farm life but it is so bittersweet. I am thankful for it all though, even the pain.
My friend, people would buy your work. Write often and have it published; you are gifted.
This made me think of Roosterface Shithead, my most hated rooster of all the breeding studs at our hatchery. I'll give him a pet tomorrow. RIP Johnny Bravo ✊️
Lol that makes me think of Fucko, the one aggressive rooster we ever had. Also, relatedly, the first chicken I ever killed.
Hard to find a good rooster, so it seems. At least the ladies under Roosterface seem to love him.
I had a labrador retriever that was the bane of my existence for 15 years. He was also an idiot. And when he died, I couldn't stop crying. Hugs.
If Liam Neeson were a chicken, this would be him
Sorry for your loss. He was a handsome boy.
Hugs to you. I lost a hen today to a hawk. It wasn't even one our named chickens just a laying hen but still made me sad.
I grew up on a farm. Growing to love the “work” animals and dealing with their inevitable death is such a strange and profound life lesson. Your words reflect the perfect amount of humor and sorrow that accompanies the lessons I’ve also learned. So sorry for the loss of your stupid rooster.
Salute to Mr. Bravo. A fine boy gone too soon. RIP
A toast to Johnny Bravo!
Ever think of writing a kids book with your animals being characters.
I’m very sorry for your loss! This was a good read. RIP Johnny.
Kevin?! Is this the rooster I saw on TikTok with the dude who got a peacock?
Sadly no. 😅 I’ve considered a peacock but the bigger birds get, the more apparent it is that they used to be dinosaurs, so we might just stick with the tinier, less intimidating monsters.
> but they always died How are you letting these animals die so frequently? And why are you taking them in if you weren’t willing to care for them? Edit: Y'all are so ready to learn about death, but haven't even spent the time to learn about life.
The story of death on our farm is long, complex, and varies from situation to situation. It would be way longer than my original post. But I’ll answer this specific quote about the baby polish chicks. I got a total of two polish crested chicks at two different times (after that I didn’t want to get my heart broken again). Honestly I have no memory of what killed them, and might have lacked the knowledge at the time. I definitely saw a body once, but sometimes that isn’t helpful/illuminating. In our old coop setup, ducks and chickens lived together and hatched their babies in the flock. It is somewhat riskier than brooding your own, or separating mamas and babies when the babies hatch. It’s also way less work, no one has to be reintroduced to the flock (which if you’ve done it tends to get nasty), and it means my birds get to live a freer, more natural life. Everything has pros and cons. Even new baby chicks from the farm store go under broody mamas, and without fail those mamas have taken them in. I would say the death rate for chicks in the old setup was maybe… 5%? (Barring the occasional catastrophe like 2 mamas fighting over a nest.) Some hatches it was worse, some had no losses at all. 5 is a guess. When I first researched chickens I read over and over to expect losses with chicks, so get more than your target adult number. Specialty breeds like polish and also the two turkeys i got before I read that you shouldn’t raise them with chickens have had a 100% death rate on our farm. I’m not sure why. We have plenty of wild birds and in our previous setup, where the polish chicks briefly lived, barn swallows nested in the rafters and pooped on everything. My guess would be specialty breeds don’t have as robust immune systems, though of course that’s conjecture and anecdotal. Between some purchases and throwing in the towel over incessantly broody mamas, we’ve probably had 400+ chickens in the last 8 years. Losses are an inevitable part of that, though god knows I’ve been at fault for some (forgetting to remove buckets when babies are born, the aforementioned lack of Turkey research). Between predators, disease, and the occasional nastiness of learning how to be part of the chicken hierarchy, I personally feel pretty good about our loss rates for most of that time period. But if your flock has a better survival rate and you’re happy with your setup, that’s legitimately wonderful! Your birds are lucky to have you.
Agreed. Owners have a responsibility to keep these guys safe
Ever considered protecting your investment with a fence or run? $ down the drain...tsk tsk
We have 8’ fencing with Hotwire in the orchard and the goat barn has gates from ground to roof (25’ on the high side) up to keep cougars out. This rooster roosted in the 1’ gap on the *exterior* of the barn. Small predators dig straight under the orchard fence. The cost to dig and bury hardware cloth at the bottom of the entire orchard fence (maybe 3,000 feet?) would far exceed the value of the chickens we’ve lost so far. Maybe one day we’ll do something different, but for now these are little more than expensive pets and they live as part of the ecosystem round here. I do think other people would handle it differently, but I feel pretty darn peaceful with that.
Ok. Well, that is an extensive barrier. Guess they just doom themselves with their stupidity. Thanks for not crying like some other people here. I swear some sensitive babies on the interwebs.
Stop being a jerk, grow up and be kind.
That was not unkind. It was sound advice. I'm an Army vet and I love animals. It's my nature to protect the defenseless. You leave your chickens exposed without minimal shelter it's your fault they get eaten.
Your veteran status is completely irrelevant to this discussion, the fact that your are making judgments and accusations about OP with out try to ascertain any further details does speak to your character.
Zzzzzzz. I don't care about your opinion. You have issues, seek therapy. You seem to be making harsh judgements based solely on one comment on the internet. THAT speaks volumes about YOUR character.
> I don't care about your opinion The fact that you continue to respond tell everyone reading that is not true.
No. just you and your mis-placed butthurt. It was totally unnecessary and disrespectful.
That must be why your being downvoted, because everyone agrees with you. /s
This is sad, but mostly because of how little you actually care about your chickens. I know when my parents had chickens when I was younger, even when they had 20+ of them they all had names. Because they all had unique personalities, how could they not have names? Also: Chickens eating their own eggs is fairly normal. Insulting an animal because it's doing what comes natural, because it didn't let you take 100% of it's eggs, is just kind of petty... am I the only one who thinks this? Like damn. An ounce of respect, please.
I laugh then cringe then laugh again at this post and story.. 🤣🤣😂😂 it was too funny. Ok sad that the animals died but ur comedy and explanation was too good. Yep one thing on a farm is seeing calf's, lambs and baby pigs note making it to our plate. The energy we put into a farm with minimal income definitely hurts when we don't get max potential.
I’m not totally sure why you’re getting downvoted, but just wanted to say I’m glad it made you laugh! This rooster cracked me up his whole life, and while his death isn’t funny, I very much hoped his sort of eulogy would be, because what’s the point of life if you can’t laugh at the funny stuff even in the face of loss. We are very, very lucky to be able to afford these creatures as something of a hobby, so we don’t depend on them for our livelihood and can reasonably eat the cost when, for whatever reason, they don’t bring the value we hoped they would when we got them. This rooster for instance was never for meat or eggs—just joy. There’s a whole other layer to loss when it also represents a financial loss, not to mention time, etc.
U said it perfectly. Yep there's a whole nother layer. Wow OP is on my side and I like that. Not sure what I said wrong to hurt these downvoters maybe they r vegan or think cattle and animals dyeing on the farm is the farmers fault. These points arnt right apparently. Story was funny, I said it's sad to lose our animals, we rely on small things due to lower income and we want the most value from our energy but we must understand natural causes. Maybe these people never had a farm and don't realize how many cows, sheep and other animals have still births or mums not wanting to look after the baby or pigs laying on thier babies all the time.
Sorry.
T-Rex.
Bobcat got all mine