I expected her to put up a bit of a fight - hence my towel!
But she didn't' - she absolutely loved it. I chatted to her all the time,
And massaged all the mud off her - the water was filthy by the time I finished.
I took her indoors, and she had another nice rinse in the kitchen sink. As you can see she looked a bit bedraggled right after - but a lot whiter! I took her into my garden studio, wrapped in a lovely warm towel, and talked quietly to her while I rubbed her dry. She chirruped back to me all the time - and didn't even make a fuss when I trimmed her feathered feet and soft 'under carriage' feathers.
Just a word of warning if you do this at home - be very very careful when trimming feathers - either wings of others. If you cut into the feather shaft, not only will it hurt the chicken but will also bleed! And could of course get infected.
So the above is Willow after her trim.
She sat on my lap on another warm towel and ate a handful of mixed corn from my hand and kept chirping away to me, and had a little doze.
Then she heard the rest of the flock so I put her down on the floor and out she went to join them in the evening sunshine!