Tess died. She was a beautiful beautiful Rhode Island Red. She might be one of the only chickens ever to be a little girl's best friend. I'd ask Amelia, when we were returning from about anywhere, what she would do when we arrived home. She would always say, "Go see Tess." She did. She made cages for Tess, carried Tess like a baby doll. Loved Tess. Nursed Tess through the winter when she got sick. And Tess gave us eggs for the longest time. She lived through some serious hot summers and some snowy winters. And today, of all days, a friend came and shot some pictures of our family. She got some sweetness of Amelia loving up on Tess.I ca't wait to see thrm! We love you Ms. Tess!


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