When all the chicks had yellow legs, she had gray.
When the chickens grew up and they all had yellow eyes, she had dark brown.
And then there was the tail. We didn't really know what to make of the tail at first. No one in our family had ever seen a tail like that on a chicken...
She was also the smartest of our chickens. She was always finding a crevice in our fencing to wander the yard. She also loved to make "secret nests". Under sticks and leaves, under bushes, and once at least six eggs under the deck. (I say "at least" because we are not sure we were able to get all the eggs out when we discovered the nest. 'Sigh'.)
Of course she had to lay them in the very back of the deck. I had to lie on my stomach with the longest-handled shovel I could find.
Although she was the most shy and flighty in our flock (she has been known to perch in trees and on the roof), I still loved her and always couldn't wait to see what she would do next.