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Here she is in color. That pattern is called mille fleur.

Full mount taxidermy or embalming fluid?

Oh. Mmm. No. We’ve buried her already. I hope that paving slab is enough to keep the fox out.

What does Guy Fawkes say?

Drink, and fondly remember…

Pets hate fireworks.

A lovely chicken. My sympathy.

Very sad news. I hope you saved a few of her feathers to frame with one of her portraits.

I have a whole bag of Lucia feathers. When my girls molt, I keep all the nice examples. Damme if I know what I think I’m going to do with them.

I’m so sorry.

Feathers = fascinator.

Hugs.

If she was the head chicken, then your mourning is going to be punctuated by the “Great Sweasel Chicken Coop Power Struggle”. Real pecking order stuff. The Game of Roosts.

Subotai Bahadur

Oh, how sad. Sorry Sweasey.

Some beads and feathers, a little string and a stick make a nice cat toy I’ve heard.

You’re absolutely right, Subotai. We have no idea who will emerge new head chicken. Except, probably not Vita. And certainly not Maggie (who is, by the way, still crippled but doing fine).

Sorry to hear. A beautiful bird – amazing plumage.

Aww…sorry to hear about your chicken.

The death of beauty is always a tragedy.

Sic transit pullus mundi

Thank you everyone. Lucia wasn’t an ‘easy’ chicken but she was a remarkable one.

There is a deep depression hovering over the old Mustelid Place tonight.

Mortality is the very devil. Perhaps literally.

Sorry to hear about Lucia.

I hope Jack does something extra cute to help you and Uncle B feel a little better tomorrow.

Vive la Poularde!

What? No fricassee? No ala King? No au vin? For such a noble chicken, a fine meal of her would have been the last full measure of love and respect.

Sorry to hear. She indeed is a beautiful bird.

This is what I hate about pets…eventually you lose ’em. Sorry to hear about Lucia, Stoaty and Uncle B.

With that said I am interested in who makes top dog once the pecking order has been reestablished. Until then, a tip o’ the oil’ chapeau for Lucia the chicken, and a glass lifted In tribute for the good hen that she was.

Okay, it’s a can of Diet Coke. The sentiment remains.

Condolences to you for your loss, Stoaty. Reflect on the thought that Lucia’s fame has extended far beyond that of lesser chickens. Requiescat in pace.

@Nina, a chicken/parrot hybrid might be nice–long life and splendid to behold.

Rest in peace, Lucia. May loving memories fill the hearts of the mustelid family and comfort them in this time of sorrow.

I’m so sorry. That picture of her in color is absolutely stunning. Mille fleur: “A thousand flowers.” A beautiful girl and loaded with personality. I’m sorry she’s gone.

I’m very sorry to read that. My sincere condolences for your loss.

A proper Bluegrass lament is in order. Perhaps you could pen one, Sweasel.

Something along the order of “Old Blue” (“Blue, Blue, you good dog, you.”)

I’m sorry for your loss.

*lifts glass* To Lucia.

We’ve read about her for a long time now, and I’m so sorry to hear that she’s gone. She had a good life. I will share a virtual drink with you both.

I uttered a little “ba-gawk!” of lament when I read the news. Damn, she was pretty.

Sorry for your loss. I have to say, the face-flop dirt nap is the way I want to go–no mouldering away. Hard on you, Stoatie, but easy on Lucia…

So sorry to hear about Lucia’s too-early demise; she was a beauty.

Perhaps she’ll stick around in spirit form for a while. I’ve never heard of a chicken ghost before but hey, why not? One evening when you know you’ve tucked everyone safely away in the coop, you’ll hear a soft scritch-flutter-b’GAK and catch a quick glimpse of something multi-colored… once an alpha hen, always an alpha hen.

We called her the Mary Poppins of hens

She was a witch!

Sorry, indeed, to hear it.

My sympathies.

That’s an awesomely beautiful poultry! Sorry for your loss.

(My first reaction was, “How could somebody get attached to a chicken?” But then I remembered … I shed a tear or two, and delivered an epitaph, when my kids’ rat Humphrey passed to the big treadmill in the sky.)

Steve didn’t pick Lucia in the Celebrity Dead Pool, did he?

:-O

Our condolences.

To Lucia! (Raises Glass, drinks)

She was a witch!

Did she weigh more than a duck?

Seriously though, a right proper bird and a beauty to behold. Sadness.

Condolences to those of Badger House

Toll on thou passing bell!

I’m sorry for your loss. *HUGS*

I’m sure she’ll be waiting for you over the rainbow bridge, happily ruling all the other chickens there.

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I have left written instructions to the caretaking crew that on the occasion of me being found pining for the fjords the remains are to be arranged to allow authorities and press a presumption of swashbucklery gone terribly wrong.

Just recall what happened to Elvis, or Lupe Velez.

Very sad news. My condolences to you both.

So sad, too bad…

Condolences for your loss – it is, of course, partly our loss as well.

So – no taxidermic memorial-mount? No feather-duster flourish to be constructed?

Ah, well…C’est la chook. She will, truly, be missed.

Thanks, all.

Oh no.

I know how much those chickens mean to you two, so to lose one… Very sad.

Give each other more hugs than normal for the next little while.

I’m so sorry, Uncle B and sweasel. RIP Lucia, you were a right fluffy beauty.

So sorry for your loss.

Bummer.

This is why we no longer keep chickens…we just get too attached to them and they aren’t the heartiest of creatures….but I do miss them clucking and fussing about.

My condolences on the loss of your chicken. The loss of a beloved critter is very hard on one.

Well, shit. {{{Hugs}}}