Last night we had to bury our favorite little chicken Blue. We'd been noticing that she was a little smaller than the other chickens and she seemed a little slow the last couple of times we went out there. We don't know exactly what caused her to die, but we're sad she's gone. We know that she was just a chicken, but she was our favorite...and we did give her a name. We've been told that it's not the best idea to name your chickens, especially if you plan on eating them. We kinda had the idea that we would never eat Blue, we were looking forward to seeing how big and fluffy she would get. Livvy took it pretty hard, asking why God let Blue die and not one of the other chickens. Sometimes you just don't know why God does things, but we do know that God works all things for good to those who love Him...even the death of a little chicken.