I am totally devastated. Buddy has been with me since she was an egg. She was my baby. I handraised her and she was very devoted to humans, as a result. Butter, her best peahen friend, and I are so depressed. Buddy had just started to lay her first eggs last week. Two beautiful, perfect eggs. Then a couple days passed and no eggs. I couldn't find her for one night and the next day. A friend came over and found her under a truck in the grain barn. We thought she was laying an egg, so we left her alone. But an hour later I came back, and she had moved a little because the chickens were harrassing her. There was no egg where she had been sitting. I told my husband to get a box immediately and I went in and picked her up and took her inside. She would get very close to me, but I could never touch her without her clucking at me and moving away. She didn't move away at all this time. Picking up a mature, beautiful, magnificent bird like Buddy was a thrill. I petted her silky feathers and held her close. She had her eyes closed half the time. We thought that she needed to rest and get over whatever sickness she was feeling, so we put her in a safe room in a cottage on the property so she could get a good night's rest. I got up at 5 am this morning and Buddy was slumped over her waterer, dead, and beginning to get rigor mortis. I was shocked, devastated, totally freaked out, saddened beyond belief. I've been crying all day. I still can't believe my beautiful girl is gone. The fact was driven home when we buried her with flowers and messages of love. I love you Buddy! RIP!