My poor girl Lily has died on saturday, found her "sleeping" in a bush. She looked peaceful and her eyes were closed, head resting on the grass. She has had a happy life, was loved by many people. I recently had a little funeral, quite a bit of my friends came. They wrote their own speeches , which was nice. Everyone loved her very very much and was sad to see her go. I had some lilies and irises to put where she was buried. We played some soft music through the whole thing. Does anyone have their own story of a chicken passing? Would you like to reply with the story?