Prayer Vigil for Abigail

Dearest blog readers, I am asking for your prayers. My dear chicken, Abigail, has fallen ill and may not survive this day. The frosty conditions in Louisiana could not have come at a worst time for her.


When I fed the chickens this morning, I initially thought Abigail had passed away. To my amazement, she was still breathing and able to open one eye. I had to shoo the other chickens away from pecking her.

I did the best I could to comfort Abigail. My beautiful hen is now resting in the comfort of a warm nest. My heart is heavy knowing what awaits me when I get home. I sincerely hope her last moments on the farm are peaceful.


The picture above is E.Shrew playing with Abigail right before she became a showgirl in the chicken pen. Abigail will always be known for her legs, which were insured by Lloyd's of London for $1 million.

Pictured below is me with Abigail on June 23, 2006:


It may surprise you, but all of my chickens are dear to me. I raised them for the sole purpose of sharing eggs with family and friends. I spoil my chickens as much as I do my dogs. So many times, I have opened the chicken pen to let them roam free to eat grass and bugs on the farm.