She sure does. My black Rock hen, Emily, has the best evil eye I know of. She's a beast when she's broody, but thankfully, she hasn't been for quite some time.
Well, LH is supposed to be leaving for GA in a few minutes but last night, something happened that would have made me think twice about leaving my birds. Two hens, Nutmeg, who is Suede and Meg's daughter, one of her others, are in their 9th life, is the way she put it. Chaos broke loose while she was at one of the coops and she went running toward it, finding a fox on top of Nutmeg. When she yelled, it hopped off and Nutmeg scrammed and then it went after Leaza, who unfortunately, in trying to get to her mom, crossed in front of the fox. It thankfully only got some back feathers and she escaped. LH ran it toward the blackberry thicket and it hauled butt, but it turned to gauge whether it could get around the crazy woman to grab another chicken. Eventually, it gave up and ran off. Poor Lancelot was stuck behind a portion of fencing they'd been putting up, trying to run around to get to his hens so he wasn't in this fray, not this time. Nutmeg hid and it took an hour plus to find her.
On top of that, the blacksmithing apprentice her husband has who also helps with the chicken chores can't get there this week due to vehicle breakdowns so her DH is left to watch the birds by himself, and that is not a good thing, him having to process a deer hide order at the barn on the other side of the house from the coops. So, LH may be coming, but I know she's really afraid to leave. She said, "Grrrrrrr now I know why I never leave home. Sheesh." I'm a bit afraid myself.
My husband said first thing this morning he saw two humongous rabbits on the Orps' coop ramp. So, we now have Godzilla rabbits, in addition to what LH calls vampire bunnies that freak out the flocks all the time. I swear, we need to really start hunting those and learn to cook them well. Free meat may be the only kind we can have in the future.