Meet Helen. She is our extremely near-sighted chicken. Weeks ago we found that the other chickens had started to ostrasize her. Upon examination it seemed she had formed rather significant cataracts on her eyes. For her own safety we moved her to another empty goat yard, where she now lives a solitary life next to three of our fainting goats. Occasionally when the sun is down she ventures beyond her little house and clumsily explores the boundaries of her yard, but most of the time stays tucked away inside her doorway. I suppose on most farms she would become chicken dinner, but we just don't have the heart to bring about her early demise. So, she lives a quiet life with food brought to her daily. I might add....she lays no eggs, either. Within the next year we plan to raise chickens for the purpose of eating. I suppose this poor dear will be spared, though. So for now, we will continue our chicken nursing home. Oh, and if you know an optometrist who would like the challenge of fashioning eyeglasses for a chicken....please contact us!