Finally another chicken fan. As a child I had a pet Plymouth Rock hen named Roxanne. That chicken was downright spoiled. She'd settle in to ride around in the crook of my arm, softly cooing for pets. The crazy looks you get when you say you really really miss a pet chicken...

Other notable chickens from my youth were Fred and Red, two very evil roosters that loved to chase me around. One a Rhode Island Red and the other another Plymouth Rock.

Then there was the guard turkey.... turkeys are great for chasing away Jehovas Witnesses and pretty much anyone that comes up the drive, the memory of Teddy chasing people back to their car is a humorous one.