Late this evening I went out to put the hens to bed. As I got close to the hen house I saw one of the Rhode Island Reds laying in front of the doorway. I thought to myself, “that’s odd, why is she dust bathing in front of the door?” I had just been out with the chickens collecting eggs and making some garlic water for them about a half an hour before. As I got closer I knew something wasn’t right. I threw my handful of corn into the coop for the other hens and then bent down to touch her. I rolled her over to see if she was just sleeping. She wasn’t. It was the strangest thing as she looked peaceful and just as fine as could be. There were no marks on her or anything. I guess she must of just had a freak accident or something. So our 11 hens is now down to 10.