We just lost our favorite hen. She was a Polish chicken and as sweet as sugar. The only one out of 13 hens that you could pick up any time and would follow you anywhere. She even stayed perched on my foot when I harvested mint this fall. I think a weasel got her when we let them all out to free range Wednesday night. I didn't let out our rooster because he's started attacking me. What a big mistake that was!