I would like to hear from everyone about how they got started with chickens. For me it was a long story but I will make it short. Just know that I was hungry(why I was hungry is not important) Anyway I was driving up I-5 in Oregon and I watched a big, fat, white chicken fall off a truck. I thought to myself there is my dinner! So I pulled over and grabbed the dazed bird and put it in the front seat with me and off I went. It kept trying to get close to me and I kept pushing it away. I don't really want to make friends just before I eat something. The bird was persistant (sp?) and ended up snuggling for a bit before perching him or herself right on top of my steering wheel and I can't help but think that bird was smiling. So there I was driving down the freeway with a smiling chicken on top of the wheel!!!! I just couldn't kill it and I drove it to a big pond at the University of Oregon in Eugene, Oregon and turned it loose with the ducks. I ate hot dogs and bread that night. I have been hooked ever since. They really do love you back!!! So what's your story?