We lost Spot today. The Tempe raccoon probably paid us another visit and chewed her up almost beyond recognition.

Spot was a chicken with personality. She loved for Eve to scratch her head. She squawked every day like she was laying another egg, although none ever came out. She played tag with our new puppy, Dixie. She was a cool friend and we miss her.

The Clark Ranch is a somber place today. Henny, Queenie, and Jasmine seem to miss Spot, too. How can you tell with chickens?