Yes, she's out again. But who can blame her on such a nice day? (Usually she's running towards me, not away.)
Closeup of the escape artist, still on the wrong side of the fence.
Olympos Mons. As you can see, we have several windows from which to keep an eye on her.
One day, when I finish and sell my chicken story, lj readers will be 'in the know' that I write non-fiction, not fiction.