I had just made chocolate zucchini muffins (mmm!) and brough one out to the backyard to eat it. Chickens gather. Our conversation went something like this: "No, Olympia, you may not have a muffin." "Brrrawwwwk!" "Awwww.... maybe you can get the bits off the wrapper, you cutie pie." I finish my muffin. Hold out the wrapper. Wham! Faster than a speeding bullet, off goes Olympia, the wrapper clutched firmly in her beak. I race after her. She holds on- a peice of wrapper actually tore off in her beak when I snatched it back. I had a similar incedent on Friday when they decided the wax paper covering my sandwich would make a good toy. I haven't seen it since. Moral: do not give your chickens muffin wrappers, even if they say "Braaaawk".