Charlie is a percher. I have never seen a chicken who loves to perch on high so much. I think that part of this behavior could be attributed to her growing up inside the house. It just might be that she prefers wooden floors to coop woodchips.
I am just constantly amazed at where I’ll find her. Sometimes she’s up near the rooftops sitting on a tiny, post ledge.
Sometimes she’s on a roosting bar overlooking the rest of the flock.
And sometimes Charlie is just sitting on top of the water can, lording over all.
If you want to find Charlie in our henhouse, I’m afraid that you’ll just have to constantly look up.
