
When I was a girl, I had a hen just like this. She was such a sweet pet. She would come running to me when I walked out the door, and I'd scoop her up, carry her with me to the hammock, lay her on my belly, and she'd stay there as long as I let her. I'd read Anne of Green Gables and pet her. I enjoyed her so much!
This hen has a husband. He's quite gentle as roosters go. Here's a pic of him
