We might be chicken people, but Harriet is no people chicken.....

Beginning with the first day we met her, Harriet has not been so impressed with us non-feathered folks.

She has never liked to be held and refuses to be hand fed. She loves noodles, but will watch everyone else get their share by hand and will stand back....you can tell she wants to join in, she just can't. Don't feel too bad for her- I always give her some. This is the most common view of Harriet:

Doesn't Harriet have a beautiful head?

She does sometimes relent and will come sit on the arm of the chair we are sitting in (she sat with Will briefly last night) but once the camera comes out she ducks her head or just jumps down and walks away. I was determined to get a few good photos of her last night and with much patience (not my strong suit) I actually got some decent shots. Harriet is very handsome and her black beard just came out over night. She has an Honest Abe look about her. Wonder if I could get her to wear a little stove-pipe hat?

And while she will get on the arm of a chair we are sitting in, she prefers one all to herself.