OK last night was a very sad and scary dream; I had a dream that my beloved Red Star pullet, named Cinnamon, died! I remember seeing her there, half-eaten. I cried so hard in my sleep, but I don't remember waking up and crying. It was one of the saddest dreams ever! And I seriously thought it was real. So when I woke up, I was so relieved!!! It was just a terrible, terrible, sad and miserable dream. And then I remember she came back as like ghost or something... I think it's from memories of when my other pullet, Apricot, died last year from that weasel. This is crazy, but maybe do you think Apricot is "visiting" me in my dreams? Just thought I would share my very frightening dream(or nightmare). I hope I don't EVER have it again!