Box chicken no more

Little Boxy got moved out of the house today, back into the flock.  Reluctantly.  She snuggled right in to my coat.HW immediately commented how he missed having a chicken in the house (to talk to!) when passing by.She was a pretty perfect house guest, as far as chickens go.  So quiet and passive.She got right back to her, hanging with the hay bale crowd.  Eat, drink, dust bath, sit on the hay bale.  She's smaller than her sister, still, but she's meatier now.