Why do we love chickens so much?

They have 'their' people, and are not above fighting over you for perching and and a petting on your lap.
It makes me feel so special when chickens get jealous over me...
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I love the thump, thump, thump thump thump when they come running and the way they look so tentative when exploring a new place or food. It's almost like ballet.
The rooster knows his name. When I call him he comes and no one else does because I haven't really named them.
 
Chickens are just awesome, they look so cute when you have a treat....clucking and making happy noises....Have always been a chicken person...I love they way they jump on my back to roost when I'm trying to rake out their area....God knows they get a little heavy....My Daddy raised SLW's in the 60's that's why I chose this breed...but I also have my little free range Bantams Bert, Ernie, Henny and Penny....they come for food every am and jump up on the picnic table crow and peer into the kitchen window until they get fed....not to mention they pick all of the bugs out of my organic garden...What's Not to Love about a chicken?
 
I have always been an animal person. When I first looked into chickens, I thought they would be more like fish. Aloof, mindless, zombies. The older they got, the more of their spirit and intelligence came out. I feel so at peace each night when I go out and sit with them while they get ready to roost. My little OEGb hens will tap me on the foot to be picked up. The wild noises coming from my hamburgs. The Dark Cornishes, growling as they get comfortable on their roosts. When eveyone is up off the floor and preening, I shut off the light and let my cat in to do some mousing while the chickens chirp their goodnights. There are very few things in this world that bring me the inner peace like watching my chickens being chickens.
If I didn't grow up on a farm, I'ld probably be a vegan and devout member of United Poultry Concerns.
 
When our chickens were babies, we would let them out to run around the living room (and follow them around with a roll of toilet paper...lol...) Anyway we had a kitty-cave thing that was shaped like a dome tent. The cat used it maybe once and then ignored it, but the baby chicks thought it was the coolest toy ever. They would run in and out of the tent and try to jump/fly to the top of it. They learned to perch on the criss-cross plastic pieces at the top that held the tent shape. Best of all, they would treat it like a sliding board, sliding down the sides and then running around again to get back on top. My daughters and I would sit for hours on end watching them play. I had no idea chickens had so much personality!
 
We did the same thing this spring. My daughter and I would take out the babies and let them follow us throughout the house (disinfecting the wood floor as we'd go)! -too cool for them to be outside, so they enjoyed running around indoors. The hubby thought we'd lost our minds. ...and when one of his coworkers found out that we had chickens, he stated to the DH, "yeah. Give that about a month at most". HA! Six months later, we are still in love with our precious little flock! -best additions to our home and family!
 
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We just finished up our first year in raising our girls. Who would have thought we would be raising chickens??? I can be depressed and go outside and they make me laugh. It is so uplifting to see them come running to see you. I know them by the sounds they make. I love it when they follow (get in your way) you to the barn, garden, etc. I love my girls!!

Lisa :)
 
I have always been an animal person. When I first looked into chickens, I thought they would be more like fish. Aloof, mindless, zombies. The older they got, the more of their spirit and intelligence came out. I feel so at peace each night when I go out and sit with them while they get ready to roost. My little OEGb hens will tap me on the foot to be picked up. The wild noises coming from my hamburgs. The Dark Cornishes, growling as they get comfortable on their roosts. When eveyone is up off the floor and preening, I shut off the light and let my cat in to do some mousing while the chickens chirp their goodnights. There are very few things in this world that bring me the inner peace like watching my chickens being chickens.
If I didn't grow up on a farm, I'ld probably be a vegan and devout member of United Poultry Concerns.
housecat.is so nice to read that i am not alone in feeling as i do about my chickens.they have bought so much joy and meaning in my life.i love to watch them explore the yard looking for bugs.i have one olive egger that will pull on my pants wanting me to pick her up.what a joy they are.
 

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