There's a place in our backyard that is, for some reason, always teeming with crickets this time of year. A little while ago I was out in the yard and looked over to see small crickets jumping every which way. So, I went to the chicken yard and picked up the first available chicken, Maggie. Took her to the cricket spot in the backyard and set her down. Immediately she was surrounded, some crickets even jumping on her. I just checked and Maggie's still out there, practically doing back flips trying to catch all the crickets. I guess she'll quit when it starts to get dark or her crop pops, whichever comes first.