This is my Goldie Chicken, she was our house cluck. She thought she was a dog. She would come out of her kennel in the morning straight outside to poop. When it got to hot she would tap on the glass door for us to let her in. When I shouted to the dogs "outside" she would come running to the door. She was with us for 7 year, when she mysteriously die over night. I really miss her, she was one of a kind. RIP my little chicken.. Thank you.