I went out this morning to let out the flock. I'm down to only four standard birds (three hens and a rooster), a Pekin pair, and three bantams (two hens and a rooster). Well, today I went out and noticed something off about the flock, couldn't put my finger on it. Then I found my sweet Delaware pullet, who had chased off a crow twice her size just yesterday, missing her head and the meat from her neck. She must have been sitting on the ramp leading into the duck house. Love you girl, RIP.