I give the chooks a name both past & present. At porridge time it's " GIRLS - PORRIDGE" & they come running.
I have to deal with illness, vets everything with all our pets. My husband is hopeless - cries, the works.
With humans - he's a hard one.
We had a fox attack & lost 4 birds - I had to go & retrieve the bodies at 4.30 in the morning while OH stayed in the house.
I recently had to dispatch my last very ill ex battery chicken & it did really upset me. It didn't help it not going to plan! I thought it wouldn't bother me too much but it did, so underneath I guess I do see them as part pet /part livestock.