We could hear his little chirps on Friday. We sat outside for hours waiting for him to find his way from his shell. Lil Banti would answer him back in soothing motherly clucks. Then there would be quite for a while. We heard his little voice. It sounded so strong. We have been looking forward to his birth. I'm not sure what happened & we of course really didn't get the chance to meet him. But he will be missed everyday in our chicken yard when his bright little chickadee face isn't there to greet us.
Rest In Peace Lil One and know that you were & are loved.