If they even see us (and chickens have amazing eyesight) through the window of our back door- doesn't matter is we're coming out or not, we could be doing laundry is the mudroom or something- they set up such a ruckus you'd think the sky was falling. Especially our lead hen, Olympia- "Baaawwk, braak breeeeaaaaghhhhht" it sounds like she's being tortured... Then again maybe she is being tortured, poor depraved chicken with organic feed whenever she wants it and about a pound of scratch thrown to her every day, boy, life must be hard...
