I just lost three birds this weekend to a predator, and I was devastated. The miracle is that my sweet Burrito bird (pictured in my avatar) survived. She is just like your Dolly. I carry her everywhere and she loves spending the day in the kitchen with me. I leave the door open for her to come and go as she pleases, but most days she's happy to nap at my feet while I cook. I've cried because I got to keep her in my life, I cry because she is four and I know her time could be short. I only got her last year. People under estimate the enormous personalities that chickens are capable of having. I feel so deeply for your loss. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. RIP Sweet Dolly.