Prissy, my Olde English hen, will fly onto my shoulder, or jump into my lap if I'm sitting. She'll cuddle into me, and sleep. Likes her head and tail petted. "Purs" in soft hen speak when you pet her. Only have had her about a week now, and she's very cat like! I think there was a chicken killing cat, and god saw fit to reincarnate her as a chicken. LOL She's really something else. I have to put her down and tell her to be a "real chicken". She's as bad as my little worthless dog who gets all insulted when I toss him outside with the "real dogs". This is the first time a chicken has demanded to be a pet. All the others I've ever owned I had to convince. Or they were simply tolerant of it in exchange for food. But this hen... she's something else!