I had chickens as a kid. I liked them. They were fun to play with, dropped lovely feathers, and well, I guess that was it. They moved into our yard after being abandoned by neighbors, so I am not even sure what they were. Now that I am cleverly disguised as a responsible adult and can do what I want, my roomies and I decided we should get chickens. We wanted to be more self sufficient (and I was running low on feathers I collected years ago) We had land and permission. Of course they are cute when they are little; who wouldn't like them then? But I was surprized by how much I like the adult birds. I really enjoy them. I like just having them in the yard, I love how they come running when I call them and carefully take food from my hand. My room mates feel the same way (that's why they let me order more!) We just really didn't expect to like them so much. I expected to be fond of individuals, of course, but I love them as a unit and I miss them when I can't spend time with them. Anyone else out there amazed by how much they just seem to make life better?