My family already learned about just one chicken by themselves. They're very social and need a flock. There was one that hatched out in my sister's classroom, who was called Calamity, and we tried to integrate him with the flock when he came home. He was really really not a well-adjusted kind of guy, and his name unfortunately fit very well. I can't remember his ultimate fate offhand, but I'm pretty sure it was not a good one.