I have one that was hatched under a broody, but got frostbitten feet. So he came in the house to live while he recovered. As part of his treatment, he got to soak in a "hot tub" twice a day. He loved it! He got wrapped in a preheated dry washcloth when his bath was over. He loved it. He sat on our laps from time to time. He loved it. He was hand fed treats. He loved it.
Now he's 6 months old today. He hates me. Won't come near me. If I am out working in the run or the coop, he stays as far away from me as he can. He's not aggressive toward me - he just avoids me like I had a hatchet hiding behind my back. Silly chickens! Who knows why they develop these little personality quirks! I just leave him be. He has his space and I have mine. If I had to pick him up to examine him I could, but I'd have to have hubby catch him. He likes Ken. <sigh> I think we worry too much about them liking us. They're chickens. They aren't dogs or cats. As long as they aren't taking our faces off when we step into the coop it's all good.
Scout totally relaxed in his Hot Tub
And snuggled in his Spa towel afterwards.
Scout now.
Now he's 6 months old today. He hates me. Won't come near me. If I am out working in the run or the coop, he stays as far away from me as he can. He's not aggressive toward me - he just avoids me like I had a hatchet hiding behind my back. Silly chickens! Who knows why they develop these little personality quirks! I just leave him be. He has his space and I have mine. If I had to pick him up to examine him I could, but I'd have to have hubby catch him. He likes Ken. <sigh> I think we worry too much about them liking us. They're chickens. They aren't dogs or cats. As long as they aren't taking our faces off when we step into the coop it's all good.
Scout totally relaxed in his Hot Tub
And snuggled in his Spa towel afterwards.
Scout now.