I guess my gal is finally done mourning. Since Giada, our #1 gal died last week, Julia was in a funk. She stopped eating and just lay around. She also stopped laying. I thought she was ill. So, dealing with the death of our most flamboyant chicken, we worried about Julia. Two days ago, she laid a soft shelled egg under her roost spot. This morning, a healthy egg in the box!! Yay!! Life went on for the rest of our girls five minutes after Giada died. Apparently, Julia, the one I labeled as the "dumbest" chicken alive has a long term memory and a kind heart. Dang chickens amaze me every day.