A titan has fallen.
Midori, 13, died in the paddock with her chickens today.
We had the pleasure of having Midori for 6 years, she arrived April 2020.
In those 6 years, I touched her twice. Once when we picked her up, and again when I tranquilized her (drugged her food) and moved her to our new farm.
She was a chicken dog, not a human dog. She didn't want kennels, blankets, bowls, pats and human company.
She wanted chickens to guard, paddocks to patrol and foxes to kill.
Over the years she protected her flocks valiantly. She took our flock from high predation, mainly raptors and the odd fox, down to zero.
She would catch foxes, rip their throats out, and lay them on our driveway to show us her trophy.
When we collected eggs she would sit 20 metres away on high ground, observing us. She never wanted a pat. She never wandered.
We tried to get her to train pups - she wouldn't.
I'm going to bury her on a high point under a tree.
Vale Midori
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