They come running up to me in the yard, looking for treats the shameless beggars, and their antics keep me laughing all day.
Ain't it the truth! I usually give them something when they are let out of the coop in the morning. If we aren't going to be home they are confined to the lower part of the barn. If we are home, their door in the barn door is open and they can go where ever they want.
If I go toward wherever they are, inside or out, they storm like a pack of puppies. "Treats! Treats!" I reply: "I don't have any food for you". It doesn't matter that I rarely, if ever, give them anything more until it is time for scratch before bedtime, they keep begging.
Bruce