Saved From the Hell of a Battery Cage, My Beautiful Speckled 'Girls'

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LET ME tell you about my chickens. When I picked them up in January, from the Battery Hen Welfare Trust in Devon, they barely weighed, well, a feather. They would have weighed a feather if they hadn't been bald.

They had been so frustrated, living for two years in a wire cage the size of an A4 sheet of paper, that they had pecked each other almost to death. They were covered in blood. Their beaks were misshapen. They were so weak they could barely stand, let alone walk or grasp a perch.

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Saved From the Hell of a Battery Cage, My Beautiful Speckled 'Girls'

I can't understand why anyone is allowed to operate a business involving such cruelty.

The farmer, I am sure, enjoys the benefits of 'red' (ie, lowertaxed) diesel for his 4x4 and pockets his lovely s...

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