2 nites ago we came home late - it was already dark and we figured Rowdy would be frantic at the back door trying to figure out how to get into her bed in the laundry room.
We went to the back door and no Rowdy.
Jim went into the back yard to get her and couldn't find her! So we all head out with flashlights and start hunting around. No Rowdy but also no signs of bird trauma - no feathers, no blood!
We search and search, under bushes, behind the bbq... NOTHING.
I head off to the side of the house looking around the garbage cans - NOTHING.
We had come in to the house thru the garage so we knew she wasn't there, but I decided to double check. I turn the corner, walk in the garage and there she is --- all bedded down on the dogs pillow! I am sure she was there when we walked in thru the garage and no one noticed her!
So now she is a chicken that sleeps in doors on a pillow!
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