There is a stack of old doors in her stall that I sat on and just waited her out. I waited, I sang to her in a Scottish lilt. I waited, I showed her I still had a treat for her. I waited, I acted like there was something so amazingly interesting next to me. I waited and waited some more. It took thirty minutes, but she finally came in and went straight for her food. I think she'll be very happy when her new friends come. I can only imagine she's a little lonely in that big stall as to herself.
Each day will get easier. The great news is that our dogs are completely over the chickens now. Two got fully out of the pen and our pups just looked at us, saw that we had seen them, and then went off exploring. We're all learning!
