My husband is SO not a chicken person, and even more so, NOT A FARMER. However, I have caught him picking up a worm in the front yard and carrying it to the back yard to feed it to the flock. And there's one gal in the flock who fancies herself to be his "girlfriend!" She's the only hen with a name: "Nellie". As in "nosey Nellie" who can't let him do any projects in the yard without tugging on his shoe laces or inspecting the contents of his tool box.