Oh, I understand that horrid feeing you are feeling. And the guilt. Funny how the darling ones become pets so unexpectedly, isn't it?
When we first got chickens, we understood about predators and prepared in all the obvious ways for them, but you really never think about if tragedy actually occurs--until it occurs so suddenly and unexpectedly. It can really throw you for a loop and totally change your chicken lifestyle as you scramble and try to prevent it from occurring in the future.
Take care, Lee
<<This is very difficult. We didn't intend it to happen when we first got them, but they have become our pets. They are very friendly. They come running to us all the time. They enjoyed being picked up and held. They grab your pants if your don't pick them up quickly enough. It's very difficult this evening because we don't know which one we lost. I keep thinking we should have had them only in the run while we were gone; that we should have left the dog home, and so on.>>