Inez loves me. I know she does. You ask me how I know this? Because every night she refuses to sleep in the roost with the rest of the girls. She sleeps as close to the back door as she can. She is the first one up every morning and is there to greet me when I let the dogs out.
She was roosting on the top of the grill until I loaded it up with lots of things. Then she moved to the side of the grill.
Then Mark tied down the tarp. She started out here but I found her under the tarp in the morning. I accidentally kicked her when I went out the backdoor to find her.
I put all the 'chicken shoes' away and made her a nice little nest close to the house for some protection from things that go bump in the night, and it is directly over the drier vent that runs until I go to bed around midnight some nights. I even put her in it and had a little bedtime story for her about a good chicken that loved her mom so much that she wanted to always be close to her. But how that wasn't a safe choice...
We even moved the grill farther away from the house. This is where I found her tonight. And it is starting to sprinkle. Wonder where I will find her in the morning? She is once crazy chicken for sure.
