You went so quickly I don't know where to begin.
|Strut your stuff, girl!|
I believe you were also the first to discover the tastiness of grubs in the grass, but the last to trust us with lettuce. You were also the last to lay, and the only one on a 26-hour cycle, but your giant, beautifully flawless light brown eggs were worth the extra wait. You were also the slowest, maybe not because of your intellect, but because that was the way you rolled. Most things were not worth the rush, and you enjoyed every second of every day at your own pace. You made everyone laugh when you "helped" Abby lay her egg. You weren't a big dust bather, but that's probably because you were too pretty to roll around in the dirt.
|The only one with brown hair as a baby.|
I guess I should have been more concerned when you didn't seem excited to be back up on the roost with your sisters.
I guess I should have been more concerned when you went straight to sleep and let me stand there petting your pretty hair. I'm glad we had that moment together though.
I'm sorry I had to take you to the Dr. before we let you rest in peace. I just need to make sure that what got you doesn't get the others. I hope you understand. I promise we'll get you back home to be with your sisters, back to the environment that you made so much more fun, entertaining, and fulfilling with your presence.
|Always in the background.|
Rest in Peace Sweet Miss Mabel.