Is it weird to sing to your chickens?

I only talk to mine. Serenading crosses a line into intimacy that I'm not yet willing to go into...

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NO it is not, it is a sign that something is not well, is it not good enough that we care well for the chickens, without reading every post that say how they want to adopt them give them names and move them into the house to live forever. I raise my birds well, care for them and respect there needs, but all this warm and fuzzy stuff reminds me of an old woman who lives with 100 cats. come on girls get a life.

just a rant/ no harm intended.
 
...but all this warm and fuzzy stuff reminds me of an old woman who lives with 100 cats. come on girls get a life.

Well, I can't speak to what the `girls' should do but, as a long-in-the-tooth guy who can barely tolerate the two cats we have and only hoards memories (while I'm still able), I can say that "warm and fuzzy" had nothing to do with what was initially my trying different ways of warning or calming the pullets with as little effort as possible.

Being a fairly cynical fellow, I take my inspiration where I find it and, as I get older, I'm more and more inclined to the Ecclesiastical point of view, i.e., `there is nothing new under the sun'. So, it is nice to be surprised. And, what started out as calls for the chooks, that slowly altered over time by observing their responses to them, eventually evolved into a lullabye that I've sung to both our youngest grandson and now, our granddaughter:

Little chickens wander home,
Little chickens wander home,
Though `til they do
They roam, roam, roam.

Rooster Dawg,
He leads them `round.
Cluck, cluck, cluck
Oh, what a sound.

Cicadas thrumming
In the trees.
Night drifts in
Upon the breeze.

No more bugs
And no more fun.
Little chickens
Dream of sun.
*repeat*

So, it's more, at least for me, just another means of keeping all those frozen cats of fogey constipation from weighing down what's left of my imagination. And, good on the chooks for `egging' me on... Now, please excuse me while I go check the leghold sets to see if there's a muse eating fox to dispatch.​
 
Hey I baby talk to my cats - and they answer me with their own language "mama! ma-f-uaaa" and so it goes.
Don't see anything wrong with doing the same with chickens.
 
Squeaky, love the song! I can only remember the tune to the chorus, so will have to get my Sinatra CD out and listen to it again.

Ivan, I also love your lullaby. Does it have a familiar tune? Would love to sing it to my new grandson!

One of my EEs name is Puff, so of course, I sing Puff the Magic Dragon to her all the time! If I'm sitting in a lawn chair, she will jump up on the arm while I'm singing it and squat down for me to pet her.
 
When my chickens were babies, I made a little warm nest for them on my chest and clucked to them like I thought a mother hen would, although I had never actually seen a mother hen interact with chicks, and these were my first poultry. They seemed to really respond happily by peeping back, lightly pecking my lips, and then quickly setting down for some deep sleep in the nest which was their only dark time without the blinding brooder light. Eventually they got too big for me to handle all at once by myself, so I had to enlist my dear spouse in the evening nesting ritual until the babies were out of their brooder. I don't think that singing to your birds is any stranger than that!
 
I started whisting to my chicks when they were 4 weeks old, so they would get used to hearing me around, and be a little less jumpy around me. It has worked fairly well. When they hear me whistling now, they come running.

BTW, the tune I whistle is "Old MacDonald Had A Farm". It just popped into my head, and it seems to fit.
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guitarists - Would one of the classical tunes you "bok" happen to be ""The Ride of the Valkyries"?

brandywine - Love the Little Feat tune!
 
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