So I went out to feed the chickens today, and my favorite chicken, Ethel, a golden laced Wyandotte, was dead. I'm not sure what happened to her but I think she might have been egg bound. I didn't notice her acting any differently but she hadn't layed an egg in about 3 weeks. I thought she was moulting but maybe not. I didn't know I could love a chicken as much as I loved her.