Louise
2 stories filed under Louise on Alektorophobia. The newest of them: “Strolls with my favorite hen: Louise and I, living the cluck-tastic life.” and “A silent roost, a feathered queen, and one very ruffled heart.”. There's a certain kind of magic in a daily stroll with a chicken, and Louise clearly gets it. There's no gentle way to say it: Louise is gone. Chickens. Everything there is to know about chickens and the fear of them. The list below is every Louise story on Alektorophobia, newest first.
Strolls with my favorite hen: Louise and I, living the cluck-tastic life.
There's a certain kind of magic in a daily stroll with a chicken, and Louise clearly gets it. This isn't just a walk; it's a feathery parade of confidence and curiosity, with Louise leading the way like she owns the place. I love how this captures the pure, unapologetic joy of having a feathered friend who's also your jogging buddy. It's silly, sure, but it's the best kind of silly. If you're new to the idea of chickens as companions, this will either make you run for the coop or grab some sneakers. For more cluck-tastic adventures, check out our piece on "Chickens Got Her Good! A Backyard Poultry Adventure." Trust me, you won't be chickening out after this.
A silent roost, a feathered queen, and one very ruffled heart.
There's no gentle way to say it: Louise is gone. When I went out to collect the eggs, I found her sitting on her favorite hen like she was trying to keep her warm one last time. No wound, no infection, no smell. Just a fluffy girl who'd laid an egg yesterday and eaten her breakfast like nothing was wrong. She was barely three years old, and I'm still scratching my head over how unfair that is. It's a quiet, gut-punch kind of loss, the kind that makes you stare at the coop and feel the silence.