Here is Pinky.

In the house.

Monday night the other chickens(mainly the Black Stars) in her coop were picking on her.  She's molting, so she looks really bad and they all just weren't getting along.  So we brought her in the house.  She actually kinda likes it in here.  Today she has dusted in her bedding at least 5 times.  We let her out to explore this afternoon and she had fun preening, and preening, and preening, and preening...right in the middle of the living room.  

Our dog, Trixie, is kind of scared of her, but Pinky has been throwing food out of her chicken kennel for Trixie to eat so she doesn't mind to much.

Last week Martha, our wonderful mud loving hen, died.  She had been acting strange lately like she was cold and tired, so last Thursday we brought her in the house so she would be warm, knowing she wouldn't live much longer.  

She died that night. 

We are going to name a chick we get this year Martha after her.