Usually, when I'm cleaning out the pen, changing the water, etc... I leave the door open while I reach in and out. And most of the time all my little cuties just watch or run about. Not this time! I turned my head and got the pants scared off me by a flutter of white making a run for it! Had to get the 2 and 4 year olds to help me corral her, but I got her back, safe and sound! Poor thing lost a ton of feathers, almost like she shed them in order to escape my grasp, like the lizard breaks it's tail off!!! ...and all I could think was 'oh NO! not one of the GIRLS!!!