Pumpkin has always had it out for her. And I've tried a number of things to break her of this naughty habit, my fear was always that if their Flock Mistress went away, would the naughty habits return? And they did.
I probably should have recognized and addressed this fact a long time ago. I was really naive when I thought I could pick up four different baby chicks and those would be my four for many, many happy years.
So I'm about to go out and pack up Pumpkin to take her to her new home. I'm sick about this. I have tears in my eyes as I write this. I feel like I'm giving away one of my children. And that I failed them as a mother.
But Pumpkin has a stronger connection to her Asian Jungle Fowl roots. She's always been wily and feisty. She never liked to be held. Not even as a chick. But we loved her just the same.
I regret letting my desire for a colorful egg basket determine the breeds of chickens I chose. I wish I could go back and start all over with two Buff Orpingtons and two Barred Rocks or Cochins. But what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. And I have to believe that this has happened for a reason. What? I don't know. And may never know.
We love you Pumpkin. And we always will.