My girls have started something new. Whenever they catch me out in the yard, kicking back in my lawn chair and enjoying the evening, they now like to jump up in my lap.
Seriously … all I have to do is snap my fingers and they come-a-runnin’! They jump up on me, peck at my shirt for a while, then jump down and go about their business.
I never, in my wildest dreams, thought I would have a yard full of lap chickens!