On warm sunny days, Mike and I have a habit of leaving the front door open. We do this because the fresh air feels so good and because it then allows the girls (dogs) to run in and out of the house freely. We bought our first chicken last summer. Her name is Rhonda and she quickly discovered our habit of leaving the door open.
Today was beautiful. Sunny and and warm. I spent my time before work in the garden. At some point I went inside to fold some laundry and when I turned around, I saw a silly chicken coming in the front door!
Once she was in the kitchen strutting around, she decided she was thirsty and needed a drink from the dog dish.
She then decided it would be fun to walk around the kitchen looking for bugs.
What a silly chicken she is.
I sure do love this chicken. She stopped laying in the fall. I hope she isn't finished... but I think she is. Oh well, at least she is happy!