He hit the floor on all fours and snapped at the hen as she rolled by.
She handed the hen to him and stood.
A hen was singing in the back yard.
I fell head over heals with the little goat lady who had the courage to get right up into my face and give me what-for about a hen I threw to the fox.
For a moment he gazed down at her, his expression much like the trapped fox in the hen house.