Well, my heart is breaking. I had to have Pinot put down tonight. She was out with the flock most of the day and still eating but when it was time to come in, they were attacking her. I called the vet because she was too weak to even jump up into one of the nest boxes, so she had no way to protect herself. I wanted to try to nurse her along a little bit longer, but she was still having fluid come out her beak, and she had not gained any weight, despite eating large quantities for the last four days. She would’ve been four in April. She was everybody’s favorite and such a complete sweetheart. I’m going to miss her so much. I’m just praying. It was the right thing to do.