You certainly take good care of your hens merlotgran.
I'm reminded of two hen anecdotes:
Many years ago, someone (not my DH), by chance chatted to a battery hen owner. With my DH's help, a hen house and run were erected. Once completed 30+ bald
hens arrived the next day.
It was hilarious watching 2 adults, wearing suits, ^teaching their featherless audience how to scratch for worms and bugs, stretch their 'wings' and, try to make that (lovely) throaty sounds when hens are relaxed and contentedly looking for worms or bugs. 
July was warmer, drier; a few hens decided, time to sunbathe, having scratched depressions into the warm soil. They fluffed about throwing up dust, then settled down into their depressions. Bet you've guessed the result merlotgran, . . sun burnt hens. His wife rubbed calamine lotion into their sunburnt skins. It wasn't long before all grew beige and white feathers. 
Feeling confident, he then decided to keep bantams. The cockerel took a dislike - to him. He wasn't fast as the bantam and sported scratches from well aimed spurs. When the fierce little b###er ran at him, the man would throw his hat on top of it. The cockerel and hat didn't move until the hat was snatched off, which precipitated a chase with the owner exiting the run ASAP, with hat in hand just in case. 
Any anecdotes you'd care to share?
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