It’s a special day of excitement at home because the rescue hens that I gave a home to during the winter have started laying eggs.
They arrived with very few feathers, looking scrawny, combs flopped to the side and very pale (they ought to be pert and bright pink).
One of the poor girls was in such as state I had to make her a jumper from an old dressing gown. Having lived in cages their entire lives they had no idea what to do with the perch, so I lifted them both up onto it for the night to roost. We wondered if they’d make it through that first night. They did.
So today is a special day. Four months later – a picture of health, fully feathered and laying eggs. I had some for lunch. Fabulous and delicious. Bright yellow yokes like a dollop of sunshine. These birds are lucky to be alive. They survived factory farming and were given a second chance. Without the rehoming rescue scheme these birds would have been put to sleep to make way for younger birds with higher daily egg production even though these girls have a lot of life and eggs left in them yet. Does that seem right to you?
I’m glad they made it. I’m delighted my children watched them come back to full health. I’m grateful we will have free range healthy happy eggs to eat. I’m thrilled the hens have had a second chance, even if the fox gets them, at least they’ll have seen daylight, felt the sun on their wattle and combs, spread and flapped their wings, pecked at grass and heard the birds sing.
Yoga off the mat includes extending compassion to fellow humans and creatures. Chicken yoga
If you’re interested in re-homing rescue birds check out Little Hill Animal Rescue.