Death in the henhouse

Opening the door this morning all the hens started complaining loudly as if to draw my attention to the dead body on the floor! She hadn't wanted to perch last night but I wasn't expecting this!
After I'd dealt with everything, walked Elvis, and cleaned the henhouse I went out to lunch with my friends. It's been sunny and 18 degrees here today, so we're having a break from the constant rain for a while.
Mr F is due back from (watching England get thrashed in) Paris later, so I'd better have a tidy up I think.