It's no secret that we love our birds, they are family, and they are spoiled rotten. Our bantams, less than a year old, are especially endearing. This is their first winter, and they're not liking it much. The obvious answer? Fly into our laps whenever possibly so that we will massage their feet. They no longer chase us around for food, it is all about the foot massages. Even our roosters, who are usually a little bit standoffish out of respect for us, gladly take hold of the opportunity of our presence to have their feet, waddles, and comb massaged and warmed. Our older, standard sized hens don't really see a point in it; if it is cold out they stay inside. It's pretty cute, though, as long as they remember we are people and do care if we get pooed on. So what have your guys' chickens trained you to do for them?