This is our stray chicken. I was at my kitchen window when a hawk flew at the window. When I went outside I discovered, first named, Super chicken. My husband eventually built her a condo coop. She continues to roost in the spruce tree and we go out nightly to put her into the coop for safety. She remains there all night. He built a nesting box on the end and she lays eggs in it from day one, actually while I was painting it. She runs to greet me like a dog. She's a great listener and talks back too.