I had finally decided that our standard Barred Plymouth pullets needed to be rehomed, bit the bullet and posted on Craig's List, hoping to find a new home. The responses were not very solid, so I called the feed store, who said they would take them. I was loading up the girls to go when our favorite chicken, little Henry (A bantam OEGB or EE? We're not sure.) started CROWING. Henry was the friendliest of our birds, always happy to sit on our arms and make conversation with us, never greedy, very polite and altogether the nicest bird of any species (I've had canaries, finches, doves, a cockatiel, etc. over the years) I have ever known. So...poor Henry had to go into the pet carrier, too, leaving only his sweet little bantam EE girlfriend, Henrietta, behind. I took them all back to the feed store where I bought them and little Henry looked right at me after the not very nice manager put them all into a little cage together. Henrietta didn't eat for the rest of the day, until my daughter hand fed her some red grapes; there were almost no fresh piles on the bottom of the coop when we got back 8 hours later (we had an errand in another city). So...my daughter was speechless with tears and completely heartbroken this evening, so am I (now that the house is quiet and the day has caught up with me), so is Henrietta and so, I suspect, is our little Henry. We never got very close with the BR pullets, so I don't think they will be overly ruffled, but this is just awful. These are our very first chickens and I had no idea that we would become so attached. P.S. We have 11 Bantam Araucanas coming on September 4, so Henrietta won't be alone indefinitely but I am worried that she might die of a broken heart. She and Henry are very much a pair.