Some of you may recall that I named this chicken Coquette in honor of a famous Parisian chicken who is buried in a tomb in Paris. I wanted to see if I could bond with a chicken if I gave it a name and paid attention to it. I tried, but a couple of months later, I have to tell you that the relationship has not evolved. I am impressed with the industriousness of chickens, and their single-minded focus on food, but they are not very interesting to me, and I think they are dumb as rocks.
  I will take good care of Coquette, and I enjoy seeing she and the other hens march around from here to there all day. But I think that's about as far as we're going to get.