Since he was getting along just fine, hopping out of the box at will and pooping on the floor, I decided to take full advantage of this beautiful day to turn Chamberlain loose upon the world once again. The rest of the flock didn't even seem to notice. I was expecting a large amount of chicken drama, but we all lucked out. Either the flock didn't realize he was gone, or they had been together for so long, they didn't have enough time to forget him yet. It's all good.