Every morning I go out to say, "Good Morning" and see how our 3 girls are doing. The other morning I wore my new purple PJ's and they went crazy. Acting like a fox was in the hen house crazy!!!! My feelings were hurt, I thought I looked lovely. Well, the other day my adult daughter came in after passing the coop several times and said, "Your chickens are crazy!" every time I walk past they fly everywhere and make a racket (she doesn't understand chicken), I looked up and she was wearing purple scrubs. ) I guess Chickens can see colors and my girls don't like purple. It doesn't matter if it is on a 69 year old fat lady or a 34 yr old body to die for... they don't like it!