Oh, years ago, I ordered some chicks from Murray MacMurray. This was before the internet, and I didn't even know that there were other places to get chicks from. (No complaint about MM, but it seems so different now.)
Anyway, one came dead, and I tossed the little guy in the kitchen trash.
A while later one of my kids heard peeping from the trash, opened it up, and yelled "There's a chick in here!"
Of course, years later, I get to hear about the time that Mom threw a chick away.
So far as I can remember, this little dead guy completely resurrected and lived a happy life as a chicken for a long time.