"Tikvah insisted on going out. Again. After bedtime. Very unlike her. At my wife's bequest I go out too. Tikvah leads me to the open chicken run (I forgot to close it), runs in and checks on the hens, runs out. I close the gate. She runs around to the nesting box and noses until I open it and peer in to count the chickens. Now content she trots back to the house and is curled up at my feet."