My neighbors chickens free range and they've learned that they get a treat when I go to the compost pile. This morning I headed out the kitchen door, nothing in hand, I went the other direction to change the water on our young trees. Geesh, did I have a fan club! They were following me clucking and really excited thinking they were in for some good munchies. It wasn't until I headed down the hill to the lower section when they suddenly realized that was not the way to the compost pile! Oh and they also like the fact that I leave a bowl of water out just for them, I haven't the heart to tell them it's for our outside dog!