We had to leave early this morning (I am a night person) so hubby did the chores. He rushed me out the door, wouldn't even let me check on our kitty with a swollen foreskin), so off we went. All day in intense heat. I grilled him: you fed/watered everybody, right? YES he insisted. When we got home tonight my favorite (and my only Lavender) Cochin bantam hen lay dead next to the huge dry waterbowl (both bowls and the rabbit water bottle were bone dry)!!!!! Arrrghhhhh!!! Grrrrrr!!! Are all husbands so dumb or is it just mine?? I could kill him, I loved my "Zoe".