Yesterday, 5-25-10, Ash died. Ash was one of our first chickens ever. She's the magical bird that enticed us to try and raise more. She was an extremely kind hearted bird and she's changed our lives forever. Before Ash, Pearl and Popeye, their brother roo that we had to pass along before we moved into the city, I didn't know the kind of the love and companionship that a chicken could offer. As the kids learned about kindness and compassion from her and her siblings, Ash showed nothing but indulgent patience.