Bridgey must know you very well. It took me quite a while before Fat Bird and Ruffles would accept me as an escort. The useful thing is once the younger hens have seen the more senior being escorted they tend to accept you more easily. I’ve got one, Tackle, and she wont have any of it. It’s her brother Block, or her Dad Cillin, and I just don’t hack it. Current research has 37 different chicken calls now and this number keeps growing. A problem I’ve found is each chicken sounds different to another and it gets very difficult to differentiate between each. I’ve had to put a number of calls through an oscilloscope just to see if the waveform is similar hoping to find some common factors. I find the whole chicken communication business fascinating.