Darn.  We lost Zimbit the other day (Thurs).  When we put the girls in at night she wasn't there.  No sign of her. No feathers, nothing.   She was the smallest chicken, a Leghorn, smartest, most outgoing, and a reliable layer.  This is a picture of her first egg on the seat of the tractor! It was probably the red tail hawk that circles around, that we once saw dive bomb the girls.  Darn.