I have had three near-death experiences when my father and a friend of mine, both males, took an interest in poultry of some kind. First off, my FATHER, we're talking about the man who wanted eat them a few months ago, decided my st run polish chick was his . He NAMED it and calls it his "hippy chicken." Second experience was also with my father, he like my duckling, Poet and called it CUTE! He called a bird cute. Oh, yeah. . Last experience was with a friend of mine. Not many 16 year old boys think ducks are cute, well, he was talking to a picture of Poet on my phone and asked if I could give a chick to him. I wouldn't trust him with a rock so you know what I said to that. But its a start! It's a start!