Sesame, our chicken, is spoiled rotten.
I usually chill with her in the mornings, then walk with her in the evening while I’m pretending to do yard work. She follows me around, I drop the occasional peanut, she drops the occasional chicken refuse.
Well, my family has been giving her mealworms this week while I was handling other things, so this afternoon, I paid her a visit with sone peanuts thinking we would just hunker down and bake in the southern heat together, avoiding the sun under some trees.
I walk out the door and got greeted with the most furious t-rex scolding I have ever heard.
I sit my chair down and shes just a squalling and squawking at me. I hold out a peanut, and she gives me that side-eye go to hell look and flips the thing out of my hand, then stomps around me looking at the cup we measure out treats in.
This little monster kept up a nigh constant scolding that I did not have worms for her. She finally settled down enough to catch this pic, but hopped up on my foot and glared at me right after.
She has us trained now.
Ikr?
Growing up, I had family that kept them for eggs mostly, and some for meat. But I never did much with them because it just wasn’t something my punk ass was into when I was there, I wanted to play with my cousins.
Getting this little terror has been so fun. She’s way smarter than I thought chickens were, but also dumber lol. She’s picked up the words for some of her treats, but never believes the cup is empty when you show her.
I was dubious tbh. It started as a joke after my wife was offered the bird and turned it down because we weren’t going to have any more pets after losing our dog and cat within six months.
But our kid took the joke and ran with it until we had a damn chicken :)
No regrets lol