You all make me miss my birds. My bird days are well past, sadly. But, I do have stories!
We used to have four Rhode Island Red chickens. They were wonderful egg layers. They had free range of the back yard. I named them Penny, Henny, and Buck, Buck...claiming that the last two were twins! :D:D The "twins" always made our friends stop and think...how do you get twins from one chicken egg? It was funny watching their faces. They would be quite confused. But not one of them ever question the legitimacy of my claim. :roflmao::roflmao::roflmao:
Anyway, the hens were very tame. One, Henny, used to come up to the doggie door that was off our country kitchen and she would push through it and come in the house. This brought her into the large area of the kitchen where normally a kitchen table and chairs would have been but we used the area for the very large parrot cage where our African Grey Parrot and Goffin Cockatoo lived. Being rambuctious birds, they always threw their seed around, trying to dig to the bottom of their dishes where the heavier, more tasty treats would settle. This caused seeds to land all over the linoleum floor. Somehow, Henny figured out that there was a vast supply of stray seeds on the other side of the doggie door. So, each day she would venture into the house and eat the seeds off the floor. Occasionally, she would then waddle over to the doggie bed which was against the kitchen wall, by the birds, and lay her daily egg.
On really hot summer days, we would turn on the swamp cooler...an evaporative cooler that blew air into the house. The pressure of the moving air through the house would cause the flap of the doggie door to rise, letting cool air escape. Henny discovered this one summer and she would stand outside the doggie door with her wings outstretched, letting the moving air flow onto her exposed chest and through her feathers. She was in chicken heaven, getting her cool-down in an unconventional way. :roflmao: