What amazes me, spending so much time observing my birds as closely as I do, is the emotion they exhibit, or seem to. The reaction when one of their own passes on in their midst is touching and gut-wrenching to see. They have such dignity at those times. People who treat and think of their chickens as just livestock, who never actually see what I've seen, would probably snort in derision at me, but that's fine. I feel privileged to have known these humble little creatures. Wish I'd gotten the urge to have chickens sooner. They've enriched my life immeasurably. (no, I will not have a "house chicken", LOL. I do draw a line somewhere-no offense intended to those who do have them ).