Well, the chick grew up into a chicken, but you’re still not sure how the egg got into that cave...

This poor hen has not yet been named, because her owner is not clever enough to think of a good chicken name. This has left this poor gal feeling rather disgruntled, and calling her owner fowl names. Several times, she has considered flying the coop to find a new owner, but this is too extreme for her laid-back nature. She has never wanted, for example, to cross the cave just "to get to the other side."

With her fabulous thighs and charming personality, this chick likes to strut her stuff. However, because of the lack of roosters, she cannot find a mate. In her opinion, this is a good thing. "A chicken in love is a poultry emotion," as she likes to say.