So I have this Chicken in the house

So- like I said, I have this chicken in my house- living in my house. It actually happened completely by a hawk accident. A young hawk that did not realize the weight of a young pullet hen, tried for a tasty chicken breakfast and had to leave her behind, when our dogs showed up to interfere. The hen, now named Samantha, lives in our home -only in the evenings and night after weeks of all day rehab. She is doing fabulous depite being blind in one eye and having a case of hawk PTSD (I am sure!)-she is such a delight- I had never had a chicken to share living space with- (being a pigeon person by choice), but how smart this chicken is!!- it even has surprised me- (a person who see bird intelligence daily with my indoor pigeons!) Sam has her consistent chicken behaviors of course, but she does things I can't believe! I play "school "with my pigeons for fun-they ring bells to get their favorite safflower seeds, play pick the correct shape and simple interactive games. Ring a bell to go outside, ring it again to get back in- She is at the head of her class in some of those games- and loves to play with us. Sam comes in at dusk, spends the evening with us wearing her Chickwear, (which has peace symbols on it -in the hopes of a better world). She keeps watch on the floor when we are cooking just in case a tidbit should drop, sits in my lap as I type, sleeps in her cat bed at night, and jumps up on our bed in the morning as if to announce time to get up! I put her out in the morning to be with the other chickens in the hopes that they will accept her back and she will spend more chicken time, but meanwhile what a delight!