We lost our first baby last night. and it's completely my fault. DH and I went to the coop last night to check on the chicks and take them some treats. Our friendlier babies were sitting up on a roost and I was feeding them figs, grapes, and apples by hand. Well, one of my chicks seemed disinterested and turned away from me so I got too pushy and tried to get the fruit right in her face. When I did that, the other chicks started climbing all over her to get to the food and knocked her off the roost. She didn't "like" me so I was always trying to get her to see that I'm not so bad. Apparently, when she fell, she hit some loose chicken wire or something and it ripped open her torso. DH had to "take care of it" so she wouldn't suffer. Her name was Marsala. And, I feel like the world's biggest jerk - if I hadn't been so determined to get her to take a treat, this wouldn't have happened.