Just one of the cats

So how goes it with my vagabond chicken? (perhaps I should call her Red Chook) Judge for yourself. I snapped this just a few minutes ago when I popped out to the kitchen for a cup of tea. Here she is, presently enjoying this fine Sunday afternoon toddling around the patio with my tribe of mighty hunters:

Now, back to finally finishing off the little horse story, which grew and grew, and has gone from being cute to almost too dark with all its death and revenge.