Angelica

This morning around 1:00 am, Lorrie went on full alert beside me, ran into the den and started barking at the back windows. We walked outside but didn’t see anything, the hens started squawking and as we got nearer the coop I heard Craig say, “Angelica?” 

Something had found its way in and took down that beautiful big girl. She was laying under her perch with a mark on her chest and head and feathers everywhere but no tracks of anything in the dirt so we have no clue what could have gotten her. The hens made no noise until we came outside and only then because they wanted out. 

I can’t imagine how or why something would take down Angelica instead of one of the chickens since she’s so much bigger unless she was fighting whatever it was and lost. She wasn’t one to back down and she was protective over her flock, even if she would beat them up over food. 

She flew into our yard on October 16, 2022 and decided this was where she needed to be. She made herself right at home in the coop, on the back patio, on the roof, at the neighbors, she was queen bee and she was beautiful enough to hold that title.

In September of 2023 when she got sick the vet told me that we’d probably lose her and while if that was God’s plan then fine, but we weren’t going down without a fight. So for two weeks Craig and I nursed her back to health. We force fed her medicine, we monitored her, we fixed her special food, we made sure that she had every chance possible to survive, and she did, she was a fighter. So I can only imagine that when a predator invaded her house she wasn’t about to go down without a fight.

White peacocks are extremely rare and it’s said that they symbolize the removal of negative energy and awakening of your inner light. They say it’s a sign to be proud of yourself and all you have achieved. I’m sure some will say that’s hippie shit but one day a white peahen flew into my backyard and decided this was a cool place to be and she never left.  She didn’t belong to me, I belonged to her. She came when I called and if I whistled she honked in response. Her best friend was Lorrie and she loved blueberries. She brought me so much joy and my heart is broken.