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Forgive me for using the forum for a little tribute to my oldest cock, Gwynfor, who died of old age last night.

Here he is in his prime:



And a verse in his memory:

Dyry osgo rhodresgar – iodlo'i diwn
Y Dŵ-dyl-dŵ dreiddgar.
Balch o fflach ei grib llachar;
Clochydd y dydd, cariad iâr.

He struts about importantly and sings his song
A piercing cockadoodledoo.
Proud of the flash of his shining comb;
The morning's bell-ringer, the hen's beloved.

He and Rocky could be brothers Allan; I'm sorry for your loss, but to die of old age has to be the best way to go.

X

we get so attached to them don't we, I like to always have 2 just incase RIP Gwynfor

Dear Alan, what a touching verse, it never seems to get any easier the older we get.

I too, am very sorry for your loss.

Alan, do you mind me asking how old he was?

Sorry to hear your news. He looks a very handsome creature who I'm sure you will miss.

Chantal
He was nearly six - so not terribly ancient.

Gilly
We do have some spares, including his son from last year, Gwynfor bach, who is the dead spit of his dad.

Thanks all for sympathy.