Yes! They have made my lip bleed going for my teethTwo of my chickens will also occasionally try to eat my teeth.

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Yes! They have made my lip bleed going for my teethTwo of my chickens will also occasionally try to eat my teeth.
A decent foreman always checks on the work of their employees! Lol.One time we were working on the roof, and one of my Australorps climbed all the way up the extension ladder to see what we were doing.View attachment 3893614
Here's the picture.I have two chicks inside right now that are in a clear tote to brood. They get out and follow the cats around. Also if a cat isn't sleeping next to the box where they can see them the get loud and obnoxious. Once one of the cats settels in the quiet down and go over next to the wall the cat is closest to and snuggle up.
Here's the picture.
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Slate does a similar thing! He starts food-clucking when I come close to him with the bucket. He knows what is happening! Time for food!My rooster, Charcoal, is so used to me bringing treats that he food-clucks the moment I appear in the yard. It's creepy- like he's telling the entire flock that I'm edible, lol.
One of my flocks, the Backyard Flock (you can probably tell where they are located by the name), has gotten into a routine of not roosting in the proper location. I have figured out it is just another schedule that the chickens have went with, they think they are supposed to do it. Slate, Spring, Summer and Autumn roost in The Fort (a pile of trees blown down from a thunderstorm which made the perfect little hide-out), while April, Rose and Lily roost on top of the pen. They just know that I am going to put them all in the pen so there is no point going in there to begin with, I guess.I have a group that want to roost in the trees at night. I have them trained now that if I pick up the hose and say get out of the tree and put up they start making their way down the tree and in to their respective coops.
That’s hilarious!Ferdy, my head roo, LOVES dill pickles! He grabbed one once and ate it before I could take it from him. Now he begs pathetically if he sees the jar. I don't give in to him, of course.
Odie mates my hand. He thinks I am a hen. He dances at me, purrs at it, finds me food to eat (of course I never actually eat it, LOL) . . . I always shove him off when he tries to mate my hand. But I would rather want a friendly cockerel than an aggressive cockerel, so I am fine with Odie.My young grow out old English cockerels like to try and mate with my hands.