I can remember a time when I was a kid, that one of the most recent chicks got to feel so accustomed to my presence that it would follow me around when I was near and let me pet it. So it was easy for me to pick various insects and provide instant snacks, probably tastier than what the rest of the flock was getting. This is also how hen’s teach little chicken (few days old) how to locate food when they are young. After it grew a little, when it spotted me, it used to behave like a dog does when you return home. It sprinted towards me, made silly (to my perception) noises and examined me tilting it’s head. This picture reminded me of those sprints and made me smile.