My little red hen lives to be a mother but even she has to be ready to pull her feathers out. They were adorable when they were hatched, so cute and tiny.
They looked to her for protection and food.
At night they all fit comfortably under their mother, she was ever vigilant.
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But there has to come a time when they stand on their own!
These nests are built for one, possibly two, four is stretching it. They are like the kids that never leave home but just hang out in the basement all day, playing video games and eating potato chips.
She is probably wondering where she went wrong.
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