This lovely Moran sleeps, eats and basically lives in and around the barn. She hardly ever goes over to the stables any more so at corn time for the geese, I always give her her own little pile... usually she scoffs the lot but sometimes Tom leaves the truggs he should be eating from and comes over to steal hers. She doesn't resist (she knows her limitations) but walks off back to her perch in the goat stall (and when we say 'perch' we mean hay rack because that is of course where she sleeps at night).
Chickens can so wonderfully self contained at times!