There’s the combo territorial and pecking-order thing they do – like the little punk on the playground trying to ACT tough.
They won’t come directly at me, but when I turn my back or walk perpendicular they lunge, or puff up and mock-chase like, “yeah, you better run booooy!” Until I stop, and then all the sudden it’s just, “What? Wha… I was just window-shopping… IS THAT A LEAF?? VERY INTERESTING!! (Cluck-cluck, pick-peck, scritch-scratch…) Then, when I proceed, well, they get all brave again. It’s pretty funny! Stupid, because I'm the source of all food and water, but still funny.
However, even when they are just hanging around me because I’m large and in charge, they know me, are comforted by my voice (they grew up in a box in my living room

and feel safe near me. They are still FACINATED by my Docksiders -- especially if I move them (in any way). I think it’s partly the motion.
Sometimes I think they are interested in the leather shoelaces, thinking they are worms. The same way they get all cocky whenever ANYTHIING moves – a bug, a twig, a leaf, a blade of grass in the wind… my finger if I wiggle it, etc.
Sometimes I think they don’t even realize my feet are actually part of ME. They just look at them as something smaller than themselves, and think, “OH, I can take’em! Now, THOSE I can bully… what ever they are??”
Did anyone ever explain that chickens are all dumb and stuff?! LOL
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I’m new at this two, but I think the trick is being more consistent and persistent than they are
– like training cats!

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