Chicken #1: "Bawk-bkaaaaw! So this is where they roost."
Chicken #2: "Hey, they live in a pretty nice place. So what's up with our coop? We don't have TV."
Chicken #1: "No, dummy, we are the TV."
And then yesterday we heard crowing from the living room and opened the (never used) front door to see five cockerels on the front porch looking expectantly at the door, apparently waiting for an invitation to come in for tea.
Okay, we love our chickens, but really. Couldn't they have called first?