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Friday 7 December 2007

The unkindness of girls

Four degrees at 8am. Overcast and still.

One of our chickens is dead.

Dead as a parrot.

I'm afraid to say.

In the absence of evidence pointing to any other hypothesis we are supposing that she, being noticeably smaller than the others in her peer group, was bullied to death by her sisters.

Now I went to an all-girls grammar school and I think I understand something about the savagery of the all-girl environment, but I never realised our little feathered screwballs could be so malicious.

Anybody out there know anything about chickens? Is this normal, or are we doing something horribly and fatally wrong?

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Friday 7 December 2007

The unkindness of girls

Four degrees at 8am. Overcast and still.

One of our chickens is dead.

Dead as a parrot.

I'm afraid to say.

In the absence of evidence pointing to any other hypothesis we are supposing that she, being noticeably smaller than the others in her peer group, was bullied to death by her sisters.

Now I went to an all-girls grammar school and I think I understand something about the savagery of the all-girl environment, but I never realised our little feathered screwballs could be so malicious.

Anybody out there know anything about chickens? Is this normal, or are we doing something horribly and fatally wrong?

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