And We Thought Cats Trained Us

[Abronsyth]

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?

 

[Poultrybonkers]

All mine do is eat the snow off my boots. Lol then again I advoid going outside in the winter as I am allergic to cold weather and bird dander

 

[azygous]

I have a three-year old EE hen who is a real misfit. She's a nervous wreck because she has so many enemies who love to bully her and chase her around. It's especially bad at roosting time, and she will wait until everyone else has gone in to roost to come right up to me, stand there looking up at me, and in a pleading voice, request that I solve her problem for her.

I squat down and she'll come into my hands and I'll walk around to the front of the coop and slip her in somewhere where her enemies can't reach her. Am I well trained or what?