My chickens show their love by always following me around and mobbing my lap whenever I sit down. It used to be cute when I had 5 fluffy babies, but now it's just a circus show. 5 large hens trying to cram into my lap and play Queen of the Mountain with each other for primo space.
Then there's the fact that I don't get pecked when I rummage underneath them for eggs while they are laying. I'd feel bad for doing it, but they're the ones who all use one nesting box and traffic-jam in the mornings.
Then there's the fact that I don't get pecked when I rummage underneath them for eggs while they are laying. I'd feel bad for doing it, but they're the ones who all use one nesting box and traffic-jam in the mornings.
