Saturday, March 7, 2009

March 7

Blanche Visits My CyberSpace.
In hindsight, Blanche was a pretty remarkable chicken. She was one of the "Fearsome Foursome" -- the group of four chicks we got from a feed store in Santa Cruz after the first two worked out pretty well. Blanche was inquisitive, adventuresome, and friendlier than the other five. Unfortunately, she was also our introduction to how short-lived pet chickens can be. She died within a month of this picture's date. A veterinary necropsy showed that she was riddled with tumors, a fate which later took several others of our variable-sized flock.

Date: March 7, 2003
Location: Ft. Harrington
By: SH
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3 comments:

Adam said...

Were you designing some new-fangled, space-age type of boomerang?

March 7, 2009 at 12:32 PM
Sherwood Harrington said...

That was one of Blanche's projects, actually. I think she was designing chickens' snowshoes. Kind of ridiculous, since it never snows enough here to make use of snowshoes, but she was just a dumb chicken.

March 7, 2009 at 1:49 PM
Nostalgic for the Pleistocene said...

Looks like she had a glass of something tasty there to help her loosen up the creative flow! I'm sure she was thinking of others who live in less pleasant circumstances. Chickens must need snowshoes somewhere.

March 9, 2009 at 10:14 AM

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