We had a hen we called House Chicken. She thought she belonged in the house! She would walk right into the house with the dogs and lie down, just like them. Sometimes she walked under the dogs as they came in, trying not to be noticed.
Trying to get her to go outside was a challenge. She would dodge the door and put on the brakes. We had to slide her on the floor. She was a real bullheaded chicken.
- Robin, Grandmother, USA