My wife has often talked about how Skeksis would have this look of pride when I was holding her.I enjoyed the article but balked at where she said how expressionless (she thinks) chickens are. They absolutely are not. But perhaps one has to live with them through many different experiences to see the more subtle reflections of mood in their faces, especially when one enters into a more caregiving relationship with a chicken who has been sick or injured. With Butchie, when I would clean her messy butt, she would look very annoyed, but when I cleaned and applied cortisone cream to her flaky skin, I could see annoyance change to relief and gratitude.
Cleo was remarkably expressive and inordinately intelligent. Her absolute favorite thing was to "get a ride" -- for me to carry her -- over to the coop during a rainstorm under an umbrella. The first time I did this, she darted her head side to side as though trying to dodge the big raindrops. When she realized we were out in a full downpour and she wasn't getting wet, she just radiated an expression of amazed delight.
Then, any time it would rain close to roost time, she would come to the kitchen gate and wait for me. If I let her in, she walked right over to the umbrella and started chattering and pointing at it (this also shows some pretty high level association). As soon as I would tuck her under my arm and open the umbrella, she would get that expression: not as amazed as the first time, but of a pure and unmistakable delight.
I think they get more expressive -- in ways that a perceptive human can see and relate to -- the longer they live and the more time they spend in human company. They are probably in part mirroring and emulating our own expressions in their own way.
I've shared this picture before, but I took this one of Cleo when she came over to the kitchen gate and saw a few chickens inside. How can you not see the jealous wrath in that little face?
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