My four hens that I've had for years hang out together the most, sometimes they are on their own doing their own thing. The game hen that moved into my oak tree New Years Day gets chased by them so I do not make her go into the pen. She runs around the yard and sleeps in tree at night. Her name is Tree Chick. Then the silkie, Cotton, that I rescued Jan8, gets chased by the other hens too. Its funny because her and Tree Chick have become friends and they run around during the day together, but Cotton goes to sleep in a box in my barn at night, the four go to bed in the pen, and Tree Chick in the tree.
