Sunny Sunshine

In May, 2013 a little hen lay on the cold concrete floor of a huge shed. All she could see were the cages towering above her. Every now and again she saw men come in and grab her friends out of the cages. Her friends screamed and flapped their wings and a few fell on to the concrete floor just like she did. She lay there with a broken wing for a week. Her body was bruised and she found it hard to walk. She watched as the workers emptied the entire shed. 80,000 hens who had lived in that shed in tiny cages for 18 months were all being sent to slaughter because they were no longer deemed “productive”.

One night, about 8 days after she fell to the floor, she heard footsteps. She was so delirious that she couldn’t see who it was, but she felt them coming closer. The next thing she knew, she was being picked up and then she felt cold air on her face. She had never felt such cold air before as she’d never been outside before. Her life had been one small cage with 5 other chickens for 18 months.

Sunny came to live with me at Lefty’s Place. She was always such a happy girl despite her broken wing and sore body. She walked around chatting all the time. Her happiness was infectious so I named her “Sunny Sunshine”.

Sunny loves her life so very much. She loves the earth, she loves the sky, she loves the grass and most of all, she loves her freedom.