Poll: Do high-value treats turn your chickens into savages?

[Chickenpoonumber2]

Treats are a full on blood bath. I have to make separate little piles and even then I've got one bossy chicken that would rather try and keep others from eating treats than eat treats herself

 

[Not-so Slick Chicken]

I think these birds are nuts. So please, let me know, how do your chickens behave at treat time?

My cluckadoodles seem to be appreciating veggie time a little more, now
And some squabbles seem to be coming out.

The cockerel is pretty good about informing them about snackies.
But during free-range, they seem to not listen to his calls and just avoid being rounded up. (So they miss everything)

 

[Mother of Chaos]

Treats are a full on blood bath. I have to make separate little piles and even then I've got one bossy chicken that would rather try and keep others from eating treats than eat treats herself

My flock discovered bucatini this evening! Bucatini looks like fat spaghetti, but it's a hollow tube like macaroni.

At any rate, I was sitting on the folding chair in the chicken run, watching the two new young pullets get used to their section of the run and the three layers trying to figure out "now what?" My plate of bucatini and sauce was balanced in my lap (yes, this is what my life is like now) when I thought of tossing out a noodle. What a reaction! A Buff Orpington running around with an 8" strand of pasta dangling from her beak, trying to get away from a Barred Rock in hot pursuit! I'm busy trying to bite bucatinis in two, tossing the two halves in different directions, while making sure that everyone gets something. Even the two new babies ate some.

I never knew the entertainment value of pasta!

 

[Chickenpoonumber2]

My flock discovered bucatini this evening! Bucatini looks like fat spaghetti, but it's a hollow tube like macaroni.

At any rate, I was sitting on the folding chair in the chicken run, watching the two new young pullets get used to their section of the run and the three layers trying to figure out "now what?" My plate of bucatini and sauce was balanced in my lap (yes, this is what my life is like now) when I thought of tossing out a noodle. What a reaction! A Buff Orpington running around with an 8" strand of pasta dangling from her beak, trying to get away from a Barred Rock in hot pursuit! I'm busy trying to bite bucatinis in two, tossing the two halves in different directions, while making sure that everyone gets something. Even the two new babies ate some.

I never knew the entertainment value of pasta!

I absolutely love letting the girls try new scraps. Grapes are probably the favorite. But they also get very excited for the dry soldier fly larva and left over hamburger crumbles.... May have to make some spaghetti just so I can watch them chase each other around with a long noddle flapping behind like a flag