In loving memory of Henry. Who died April 27th, Sunday in the middle of the night. It was thought to be caused by a really REALLY bad thunder storm. It woke me up in the middle of the night and I was even scared. Once a crack of lightning made me think, "That was the chicken coop!" Who knows, but when I went out in the morning to feed them, I only counted seven coming to greet me and then, I looked over in the corner and saw her. At first I was surprised at how calm I was and as I was walking to the house to tell Daddy I all of a sudden started wailing. Poor Henrietta!