This happened a few days ago. I was in the bedroom folding clothes and my 6 yr old son was out playing in the yard. I hear the front door open and close, so I figure my son got tired of playing and decided to come back in. I finish folding the clothes and go into the living room. There sits my son on the couch....with one of my RIR hens very contentedly sitting in his lap, watching..... get this,Spongebob Squarepants. The following conversation went something like this: Me: What are you doing? Son ( with a somewhat exasperated look on his face): watching spongebob. Me: No, with the chicken. Son: She's watching spongebob. Me( trying not to laugh): She really needs to go back to the coop. RIR hen: Cluck ( which I took as a "no, I'm watching spongebob) Son: Moooom, do I have to. RIR hen: cluck,cluck Me (to the hen): hush,your not helping ( to my son) yes, she needs to go back out. Son (starts to grin):Can you put it on pause? ( meaning the tv) Me: yeah, I'll put it on pause. Son gathers up the hen and goes out the door. RIR hen: cluck,cluck,squaaaak. I had the distinct feeling I was cussed by a pint sized chicken because I wouldn't let her finish watching tv.