So I go out at night to check on the little stinkers and the front door to the coop is WIDE OPEN! The first thing that went through my head was something busted the door open and the chickens had been taken and eaten or else escaped and are somewhere in the woods. I was having a meltdown because it was 20 degrees outside and thought they would have already died of cold even if they weren't eaten. I didn't even want to look in the coop so I went inside to tell my dad (aka Mr. Fix it) who had been fixing the electric to the coop earlier that the door was open. He said "oh crap" and ran outside because he had left the door open while working with the light cable. To my suprise I saw Pumpkin, my dominant EE pullet, huddled up in the nest box and found 2 others next to her. Now I was missing my black silkie, Luna. I looked everywhere for her and I couldn't find her! I knew she would be hard to see at night because she is black but then I saw a fuzzy black lump next to the feeder in the coop making soft peeping noises. Before I heard her peeping I thought she was dead because she wasn't moving at all. I poked her and she still didn't move but made a little sleepy peep. I turned on the light and made sure they were all fine and dad was so relieved because if they Got hurt, he would have be guilty for the rest of his life! I'm just so happy that they didnt leave me even though they probably only love me for the food My question after all of this is why didn't they leave? Can they learn to love their owners and home? Or were they just to scared? When I open the coop door to check on them, Sandy, my polish/silkie mix, always tries to jump out or walk out on my arm.