My fathers dad Had a pet rooster that Lived in the house with him He tried to put him outside in a chicken pen, but he was so sad and unhappy there, so Foghorn ( the rooster) lived inside my Grand fathers house with him when the weather was nice he would open the back door so he could ramble he did his thing, my grandfather would ring a bell and he would come running inside for a healthy treat, veggies normally. He slept on a perch inside my grandfathers house. My grandfather never got sick because of his roo that I know of Foghorn and my grandfather had a great long life untill Foghorn died at 11 years old. My granddad died 6 years later of Heart Attack.