I had a Dominique named Lacey that was the most friendly of all my chickens. She would always follow me around, wanting to know what I was up to. She even jumped over the fence to come see what I was doing when I was fiddling with the car one day. She laid her eggs on a table on the porch (very convenient!) . She was near the top on the pecking order, but her fellow Dom was like her deputy and did all the keeping order. She didn't like the other chickens very much, except for a Cuckoo Maran, they would hang out together.

Lacey as a young Pullet

And when she was an adult.
Lacey as a young Pullet
And when she was an adult.