Okay, I am feeding a neighbors cats and chickens while they are away. Well, I am from the city and not used to chickens. I go to the pen and only see 4 and there should be 5. I lift up the back where you collect the eggs (and sweep out the poop) and see the feathers of the missing chicken. Oh Man, the darn thing is dead. No, says my 8yo nephew, I see it moving. So I stand there wondering if 8yo knows what to do WHEN AN EGG ROLLS OUT! I bout jumped a foot. It was cool and the kids were very excited. 
