Bee steady

One of my chickens died today. I already knew she wasn't well but she didn't have any sign of mites or other identifiable maladies.

She was alive this morning but not this afternoon, and knowing that my husband would not be around, I had to crawl under the hen house and pull her out. She was stiff already. It was really not nice.

'Bee steady', as I titled my blip,  was the kind of thing I was muttering to myself as I did it. I do need to talk myself into doing some things and this time I needed some convincing.

But obviously, when I mutter, I spell properly.

And it wasn't nearly as bad as last time  11 months ago.