I couldn’t stand to see her picked on, by chicks half her age! No respect.
She’s so meek and mild. I had a moment I wasn’t completely sure I’d grabbed the right hen, but I knew as soon as I put her in the box and she settled in for the long term, that it was definitely her. She’s perfectly content with minimal living. Just eats and naps, eats and naps. Looks over the edge with her telescope neck when she’s hungry. Hey, I’m out of food here. HW is at her beck and call.
I think if I can get her to broody, she’ll get all fierce as soon as she has some chicks. Too mild for her own good now.