She wanders around the calf hutches, searching for dropped grain...she wanders around the garden and the meadow, looking for bugs...and when she sees me coming, she crouches down and waits for me to pick her up and deposit her back inside the pen with her friends.
I was never sure how she escaped, but now I know. She's been caught in the act...and is starting to take a few of her friends along on her adventures.
**On a side note...since I switched pens, the chickens are actually laying a few more eggs. Still not setting any records, for sure, but I think they like the warm weather and the extra food they're finding in their new home