I admit a was never really into chickens so when we decided to get a couple it was a learning curve. Luckily Polly was always a friendly chook, even if she didn't like being touched. Whatever you were doing she would come over and join in, hoping a bug would be disturbed to her benefit. However this morning Polly was found dead, dying from old age and the cold winter. I'll miss her, she taught me a lot about chicken behaviour and also how relaxing it was to have chickens scratching around when you were working in the vegetable garden. We have four young black chickens so our other old chicken won't be alone and luckily they all get on well. One of these young ones is similarly friendly so I'll still have a helper to eat up those insects I disturb.