This is a picture of her chicken coop. She kept chickens and cows until her death. Every time I see this little rickety building I think about Patricia McKissack's story, "The Chicken Coop Monster." Like the main character in that story, I too was convinced that a monster lived in my grandmother's chicken coop. Grandmama once shot a possum right between the eyes standing at that door because it was trying to get her chickens. Yep, she was a pistol packin granny!