I know what you mean about the chickens. I let mine out most Saturday
afternoons when the farmer (Me) likes to suck on a few pints of ale. When I
head for the house to get another cold one.... the sneaky little *******s
head for the cabbage patch. They sometimes catch me nodding off and........
I think they are charming creatures. I enjoy their company and the composted
chicken exhaust grows fabulous vegetables.

Farmer John
45N,77W