The city in which I live allows "backyard" chickens. One of my favorite places to go take my lunch break was on a cul-de-sac where chickens were freely ranging from yard to yard. Once I saw a hen with 13 chicks walking in the street and I pulled up next to her to warn her to move her troop out of the street (yes, I talk to chickens, even those that aren't mine). I hadn't been there in a month or maybe two, as I've been busy with house purchase stuff of late and my lunch hours have been packed with too much to do..... Yesterday, there were NO chickens on that street, nor were there any I could see in any of the yards where they used to roam. Bummer. There was a CL ad for the bottom half of a turtle sandbox, which I really "need," and I made arrangements to pick it up after work. The location was on a rather upscale street surrounded by several streets with homes of lesser value and much smaller yards. I had nearly an hour to wait for the appointment, so I parked in the shade on an adjacent street. (So I wouldn't be perceived as a stranger just sitting in a car on that one, kinda I Don't Belong Here street.) As I listened to my car radio, I suddenly heard something and turned off the radio. That sure sounded like.... a not quite mature rooster crow. Yup. I had parked opposite a house with a rooster in the front yard. A really nice looking rooster, too; he eventually moved out from within some "natural plantings" and stood proudly looking through the short, chain link fence. He crowed twice more while I waited there. I think how lucky it was that I happened to park right where there was a rooster in close proximity. It wasn't at all hard to wait for my CL appointment, watching him in that yard and waiting for another crow. I just love discovering chickens in different places.