(I have a hen named Bob! :)lau )
I warmed Tucker, Clucker,Plucker, and Bob with my bare belly. Soon, they became annoying, fluffy, bratts.
 
I fell into a deep sleep, and the next morning when I woke up the the little cheepers were gone! I found bob egging(bad pun) the other chicks on to try to climb my comb and roost on it.
 
Bob egged and egged until the other little chickies followed along. Up my back, they crawled and slipped, but they were determined. All four made it onto my back.
 

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