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Miss CocoChanel Chicken came to live with us after two years in a cage. Neither she nor her two equally gorgeous blonde bombshell sisters, Clara and Constance, could stand up but after a few weeks of arnica rubs and tlc, all three ladies were up and running about.

CocoChanel got her glamorous name from the string of pearls around her neck – a ring of brown speckled feathers that stood out against her beautiful white ones.

From the start Coco (as she was affectionately known – she didn’t mind!) was top chicken of the little trio, although all three became firm friends which stood them in good stead for the integrations to come.

The first and only time I regretted calling my girlie CocoChanel was in her first few weeks with us. She decided that her newly strong legs needed testing and clambered through the fence and into next door’s garden, finally taking up residence in the middle of the wide and very prickly hedge dividing the gardens. Cue much clambering through the fence calling ‘CocoChanel, CocoChanel…’ followed by much swearing as I scratched myself on the thorns. Coco finally returned home of her own accord but over the next few weeks was often found sitting in the hedge. Then suddenly she obviously decided her new life was to her liking and stopped her escapology!

Party Girl Miss CocoChanel – pearls on display!!

Whilst my three C girls all stuck together during the integration of the flocks, Coco formed a very touching friendship with Miss Bunty Goodchicken. They were often found pootling round the garden together, sharing girlie secrets and always tucked up together in the big nestbox at night. When the D girls arrived in a very sorry state, Coco and Bunty tucked them up between them at night, preening them before bed. Such lovely girls.

Coco’s other extraordinary talent was beak cleaning. Whenever a beak needed cleaning Coco was your girl. Guaranteed to clean even the muckiest beak, Coco was there, cleaning away. Bless her. Who will clean all those mucky beaks now??

In June this year Coco and Clara celebrated their one year Henniversary. Whilst much fun and corn on the cob was had by all, both girls spent a little time remembering their sister Constance who had sadly passed away in May.

Somewhat sadly, CocoChanel had moulted her neck feathers – those with the brown pearls on. She spent a long time with a featherless ring around her neck before going into a full moult a few weeks ago. And it was to be this moult, ultimately, that would prove too much for her tired little body.

It was touch and go for a while but, the fighter that she was, Coco pulled through and was really starting to recover; her new feathers finally appearing. I thought we had beaten it!

However on Monday she came out of the nest box looking a little fragile and on closer inspection she had foamy eyes. Whilst she was eating and drinking well, she was not 100% and I knew that foamy eyes meant the dreaded mycoplasma so off to Uncle Jason we went. She was put on Denegard and we had hopes she would pull through. But the moult had weakened her immune system and her face was swelling – her sinuses were blocked and as her eyes were so foamy she struggled to see and consequently to eat.

We bathed her eyes every hour or so and tried to encourage her to eat by handfeeding her little pieces of scrambled egg, but after a few days we could see she was worsening and, more importantly, she was suffering. Looking into her eyes, Coco and I shared a moment of complete understanding. As clearly as if she had spoken out loud to me, I heard her say, ‘I have had enough.’ Still desperate not to lose her, we fought a little longer but by Friday I knew she was right. It was time.

We went back to Uncle Jason and Coco was allowed to fall asleep in my arms, getting the dignified, peaceful and painless death she deserved – and indeed had asked me for.

We cremated her that evening and I placed sweetpeas in with her little body, so she would smell like the glamour girl she was. Whilst I knew we had done the right thing, we were heartbroken. Our beautiful, funny, clever and kind CocoChanel would never finish growing her new feathers and we would never see her beautiful new brown pearls.

CocoChanel – Glamour Girl

RIP beautiful, beautiful girl. We will look after Bunty and Clara for you I promise. They will miss you as much as we will.

Fly high little hen xxxx

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Some days are special days! Today is one such day. A Henniversary, a birthday, two new babies and a competition winner!


Firstly Misses Clara and CocoChanel chickens are celebrating their one year Henniversary. When these two beautiful blonde angels came to live with me, along with their beautiful sister Miss Constance Chicken, they had spent two years in a cage. None of them could walk or even stand up. A few weeks of gentle care, of lifting them in and out of the coop each day, of arnica rubs and of soft grass to test out those tender legs resulted in these three beautiful girls finally finding their feet, literally. Only Clara, the most severe case, has the remains of a limp, and only then when she runs. But she looks like she is skipping!

Gorgeous Henniversary Girl Clara enjoying her celebration corn on the cob

Clara has always been my cuddling girl. Named after Clara, the crippled girl in Heidi, she loves nothing more than a cuddle and a song. We sing:

Raindrops on roses and feathers on chickens, bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens.
Brown paper packages tied up with string, Clara is one of my favourite things.
Chickens in white feathers with blue satin sashes, snowflakes that fall on my nose and eyelashes.
Chickens that fly with the moon on their wings, Clara is one of my favourite things.

She endured a severe moult in January, potentially so serious for ex-batts with their already weakened bodies. But she got through it and is now resplendent in her glorious white plumage!

Miss CocoChanel Chicken was named because of her feathery markings – a ring of brown specks around her neck resembling pearls – glamorous just like her namesake! When her little legs had recovered she suddenly decided that escaping was the order of the day. She spent many days in the hedge separating our garden from our neighbours and I consequently spent many days climbing into the bramble-infested hedge calling her name and trying to retrieve her. It was at this point I briefly regretted her exotic name. Recently Coco has been battling a mystery illness and two weeks ago I doubted she would make this special day. But my darling Coco is a fighter and has been out there this evening pecking her celebratory corn on the cob with the other girls!

Darling CocoChanel tucking into her Henniversary corn on the cob

But amidst our celebrations we are remembering their sister Miss Constance Chicken who passed away in May, watching her sisters from the Rainbow Bridge xxx

Birthday Boy

Pumpkin kittin is two years old today!! Our big ball of fluff came to us in 2010 with his sister, Nutmeg. Both were semi-feral and terrified of humans. It took us weeks to gain their trust and even longer before we were allowed to stroke them. Last year, Nutmeg reverted to her roots and took up with the gang of feral cats on the farm. Floozie. Despite numerous attempts to lure her home, she lives quite happily on the farm. Cats after all choose their owners, she knows where we are if she needs us. Pumpkin, despite being broken hearted at first, decided the comforts of the sofa were too irresistible and has become quite the lap cat!! Happy 2nd birthday darling boy xx

Kittin in a basket!!


I go to a party, there are kittins there who need homes. What are the chances of me coming away without a kittin? Nil.
So…welcome to the family beautiful Maisie and Max kittins. Just the cutest, cuddliest pair of kittins I have ever seen. Currently trashing my furniture, stinking out my lounge and terrorising my big cats. But more importantly stealing our hearts. Thank goodness I have much of the summer off so I can enjoy them!

Max and Maisie our newest family members!!

Competition Winner!

Today was the big draw to win the beautiful Hedgecomber print of Ada and her Atkins diet! And I am pleased to announce the winner is….drum roll….

Amanda Heaney!

Congratulations Amanda, I will be contacting you soon for your address. Well done it is a beautiful print.

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