I Love You Like A....

I visited a farm today to find out about their maple sugaring operation. While touring the place I saw a chicken who had somehow flown the coop, but was now trying to get back in. I walked over to peek in on the rest of the brood, and the little lady followed me. I squatted down and made gentle clucking noises. She eased over so that we were a mere chicken's breath apart. Slowly I reached up for the latch and opened the door. The chicken blinked, turned and shuffled her way back home.