Murder most fowl?...

It's been a very sad couple of months in Stalag Luft 112B. First, we found Molly dead in the coop one afternoon and then, a week later, Kiev. Neither chicken had shown any signs of illness, so it was quite a surprise to discover that they had woken up dead (so to speak). Looking back on the blog, I see that within a month of the two new chooks arriving, Leia died and some five months later, all three of the original flock had, quite literally, fallen off the perch. One begins to suspect fowl play!