I remember well our first chickens. There were so many new experiences to be had - so much to learn! I laugh now at the many silly thoughts I had as a new chicken owner. When our trio of point-of-lay pullets produced their first egg, they made that wonderful sound that I now know is in celebration. At the time I thought they were telling me to go away.
I was also taken aback at the chicken's pecking-order, which was particularly strong as our hens all had Leghorn blood in them, which is a rather dominant breed. I even thought that the boss of the flock, Caroline, was sharpening her beak at one point. She seemed to really have something against poor Hilary. I later discovered, to my embarrassment, that she was in fact cleaning her beak! (I did apologise to Caroline.)