Because I know mine are. One little lady squatted for me this weekend -- but she won't do it again. She justs puffs up and gets up in my face when I reach for her (like "Hi! Whatcha doin'?"). And I caught her peeking in the chicken door while I was looking to see if she'd laid an egg and she was laughing at me. I swear it! Head back and eyes crinkled, the whole nine yards.