Just some minutes ago I went over to my henhouse of 68 chickens to open up and give them water. I opened the door and saw my sweet Lucille, silver laced wyandotte with a single comb hatched in March, on the floor dead. Chickens were picking at her dead body. I didn't notice anything wrong with her last night! Though I also didn't sit and study every birds behavior either. I'm heartbroken! I know God's in control, but this is the first time in a while I've balled so hard.