I checked for eggs, and... hallelujah!... three hens are laying now. That's half the flock. Not counting the rooster, of course, who thinks his job is to strut around bragging about his prowess. One of the eggs was blue-green, so Chickie, my pet, has started laying again.
After putting the eggs away, I went back out to make sure the calves had plenty of sweet feed.
And then I saw the dead horse.
Nobody will let a guy rest around here.