when chickens die...

One of our chickens (Salma, named after Salma Hayek, not salmonella) recently died. I was sad. I covered her in a cloth because I couldn't handle burying her, but didn't want the other chickens to have to look at her while I waited for Kym to come home. Thank goodness he can take care of things like that. I am a hatchback, not a four wheel drive and was not made for hard 'country' tasks.

I'm wondering... Are you as attached to your chickens as I am, or are you able to maintain an objective, farmer-like calm?