Endora, Kikimora, and Yu Baba, strange little black game hens that came to live with me a few years ago. They had a propensity to wander, thus their short but adventurous lives.
Yu Baba, the last of them, is no more. Or at least she is nowhere I can find her.
Yu Baba was ugly, mean and irritating. So, of course, I was inordinately fond of her. She only had two tail feathers and looked a bit like a dodo bird. She was so mean that even though she was little she could give a rooster quite a flogging. She didn't share food and she didn't want to go where the other hens went. She didn't like to be picked up. She hated the dog with more passion than any of the other chickens. In short, she was quite a little witch. I sincerely hope and believe that anything that ate her is suffering from a massive case of heartburn even now.
Goodbye you strange little spitfire! May the gods of the chickens usher you into the halls of the warrior birds where you belong.