Yeah, we lost our little buff cochin bantam hen, who was the surviving identical twin of the pair we called The Chicken Sisters. While they were both alive we just called them The Chicken Sisters (after one of my daughter's books) since they were freakin' identical and we could NOT tell them apart. They did everything together--ate, slept, foraged during them day--even brooded some baby chicks together! They were never more than about 6 inches apart and did that weird twin 'making the same movements at the same time' thing.
As they got older they
naturally tapered off laying eggs. The first twin died of natural
causes back in 2006, of old age we thought. We had gotten them as
adults back in 2001, I figured they were at LEAST 1-2 years old then,
and they were wild little girls, too. Amiable enough, but NOT lap
chickens and hard to catch, and bitched a blue streak when you DID catch
them. Never mean to their flockmates or us, though.
first twin died we expected that Sis, which is what we took to calling
the surviving Sister, would miss her, but we weren't sure how much. She
obviously mourned and missed her sister, but handled it well enough.
then she's kept to herself, and has been the grand old dignified dame
of the flock. Then suddenly in 2008 she came into lay again, laying
eggs for a few weeks, cavorting shamelessly with the boys and earning
herself a trip to the vet for egg binding when she got one stuck. She
was too old for that nonsense, and we told her so. We did manage to
successfully incubate and hatch two of her eggs, however, and she has
one daughter still with us today from 2008.
We've had her in the
last couple of days since it's been so ungodly hot, and she was clearly
suffering from the heat. We knew she was on her way out--she wasn't
sick, just old and worn out, poor sweetie. Last night she went
peacefully in her sleep.
We'll miss you, Sis.