Just an update.

I got home from the office yesterday to the devastating news of Lionels passing. No family death has affected me so much, and im very down at the moment. I have tried indulging in favorite past times but nothing can cheer me up. My wifes stew was just tasteless last night, that chicken was my world.

I have also found myself resenting the other chickens, why couldnt 'he' take one of them instead? Last night, at around 2am, I even considered going down to the henhouse just to 'slay' a few, but i couldnt find the key (thankfully).

Has anyone else been through this?