Sadly, one of my hens died-ON THE NEST, a couple of days ago.
She had been fine as far as I could tell. When I open the henhouse door early on Tuesday she didn't move. I went to investigate and she was dead.
Luke and I inspected her for any injury or bites but she was perfectly intact. Nothing else to do but dispose of her properly-(that's what Luke is doing.)
The rest of the flock seems fine and no signs of any illness are present.
I really hate losing an animal but I promised myself that I would take responsibility for the care(and now disposal) of the animals no matter how distasteful it may become.
Looks like I got the chance to actually do that.
LIZA was my barred Rock hen-very pretty! I sure will miss her speckled happy self prancing around the yard.