I know my neighbors are snickering at me from the other side of the fence. All my chickens are named and I talk to them likethey understand mea crazy chicken lady.
Oh, I know I have provided more than a few moments of entertainment for the neighbors. Yes, my birds are named too, and I can carry on quite a conversation with them. The games of "ring around the barn" are particularly delightful to the porch-sitters when one of the especially naughty birds (*cought* Nugget, I'm talking about YOU *cough*)decides she doesn't want to join the rest of the flock.