This is what I saw the other night:
There's not really anywhere for a chicken to hide in the run or the yard - or the coop for that matter - but I checked anyway.
Nope, no chicken.
So then I figured that I just counted wrong, so back to the coop.
Nope, four chickens.
And then I saw it. A chicken toe right above my head.
Apparently, according to a very informative chicken site, the supreme, ruler-of-the-coop must show her dominance by roosting higher than the lowly, not-supreme chickens.
And Annie declared herself Supreme Ruler back when she was nothing more than a puffball.
Lesson learned: Supreme Ruler needs her own higher roost.
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