[Flameripple]

one of our dogs, Ivan, got out of his pen yesterday afternoon. he killed my brother's favorite old hen, Black Mask, an americana. I think he broke her neck. My brother was holding her,sobbing, stroking her feathers, and she was dead, and her head and neck hung limp at an akward angle. We buried her back in the forest, in a small clearing surrounded by cedar trees, and made a headstone for her.
she was the oldest animal we had. she lost her sister, Little Red, to auction, along with all her friends. I hope she likes it in heaven.


p.s. this is supposed to be one of her feathers.

[3000feet]

ok!!! im gonna cry!

[DimensionHope~]

STOP IT! It's too sad! Poor little hen.

[stinkerdoodle]

To late i already did... WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!