Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Thing One


In a change to the scheduled post, I bring the sad news that ‘Thing One’ the chicken has died, this blog was two years old last week and Thing One has been striding out as my avatar from the outset

Iconic Chicken

A chicken of great character, flock leader and mischief maker, we are going to miss her.

 Thing one 2

We are not even sure how old she was, about four or five, a good age for a chicken (and an age that made her very much a pet than a ‘productive chicken’) She hadn’t been running with the others for a day two, hanging about near the run rather than surfing the field or trying ever more ingenious way to get into the porch to eat the cat food and warm her bum on the boiler.

I found her dead this morning when I went to let them out. I doubt you can find a post about chickens on this blog in which she doesn’t have a starring role. I’m sure the others have learnt a thing or two from her, we will just have to see what happens as the pecking order is re-established.

Thing one

Thing One, a life lived, as free as a bird.

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

12 thoughts on “Thing One

  1. oh no , she will be missed in your household im sure Uphill.

  2. Aww…so sad to hear about Thing One. It must have been a shock to find her dead as it was rather sudden, even though she didn’t seem to have been up to her usual antics. Lovely photos and memories of her. My condolences to you and your family on the loss of this favorite pet…

  3. Thing One was blessed to live in a beautiful place with people who appreciated her fine qualities. I’m sorry to hear of her death. I hope when my time comes my people can say things half so nice about me, and that I will have deserved them half as much.

  4. Sorry to read of this Uphill’, she was obviously a very special and lucky hen to have lived with you. My sympathies.

  5. Sorry to hear about your loss 😦

  6. Is there a thing two?

    • Better (for me) to have found her ‘dead in bed’ than had to have ‘dispatched’ her because she was suffering. There was a Thing Two; they were distinguishable by their beaks (Thing One and Thing Two being characters from the book A Cat in the Hat, by Dr Seuss) Thing Two died last year, a case of ‘dead on compost heap’

  7. Not a bad age for a chook, still, it’s always sad when of the characters die.

  8. I’m sorry to read this about Thing One. That first photo of her is superb! xx

  9. Oh, I’m so sorry to hear about Thing One. I love that last photo of her with that jaunty tilt of the head and eyes staring you down. A lovely tribute.

  10. Sad about Thing One, but definitely the best way to go, maybe in her sleep, and maybe she didn’t know what happened. Sure she didn’t know what happened after you had been looming over her with the camera, posting her picutres on the internet! How lovely they all have been though, especially that last one. And great that you ahve so many photos of her. Many pet owners never get round to doing this till it is too late.

  11. Sorry to hear about Thing 1 x

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