Oh no, oh no, at first I thought you reposted the old post, and the injured chicken would once again be found NOT DEAD after all. For real this time your hen is dead? The fox - feeding its babies - but Betsy! Betsy! Not someone else, not some elderly rooster, but this one. Ok, you have my sympathy, @owasco. We loved our banties back in the day, growing up on the farm. One followed us in the garden, pecking at earthworms as we uprooted the with the weeds. R.I. P. Betsy of the big brown eggs!