We let the 6 week old chicks out of their garden playpen safety zone this morning to roam a little with the big girls. May, one of my 4 year old hens wandered into the open chick zone, eyeballing the chick feeder and met up with Ruth, the 5 week old, I think-pullet. Ruth stood straight up, looked May in the eyes, flapped her wings and chest bumped her! May looked down at Ruth, then at me, as if to say WTH?, gently poked Ruth in the head and walked away.
LOL.
Now they both have stories to tell.