My favorite hen passed away recently. She was the sweetest creature, the only hen that would cuddle with me. She came in the house every night and would roost on the back of the chair while I petted her head and gave her treats, then fall asleep. She was so tame. One night she was sitting on the seat of the chair and our Golden Retriever walked by with his mile long, constantly wagging tail, knocked her across the room! She squawked, stood stunned for a second and then shook it off. Poor Ellie Instead of clucking, she always quacked. It was the funniest thing. She was the pic-of-the-week a few months ago. I will miss her always.