On the night I arrived back in Sydney a fox got into the hen-house and killed the black speckled hen Pepper. Henrietta, was wounded and hangs onto life. Four year old Sophia loved those chickens and carried them around the garden, one under each arm. She was heartbroken at the loss. She wept and wept in her mother's arms and we felt like weeping with her.
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Pepper (left) and Henrietta |
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'Henrietta laid some eggs' |
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