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I have two stories, the first odd place I have seen a chicken was on the north shore of Kauai, Hawaii. It may not seem odd at first, but if you picture what would other wise be a picture perfect postcard beach with lounge chairs, a hammock, tourists, and fuzzy butts running around you might see the oddity of it.
They are completely wild too and will randomly follow people around waiting to be fed. I remember one time my father was standing in line at the shaved ice shack with probably three or four people ahead of him and three chickens standing just behind him making it look like they were all waiting together; then this older gentleman walked up looked at me with a humored look and said, "I guess this is wear the end of the line is?" and took his place behind the chickens!
Then two summers ago in Denver, I saw someone with a pet chicken in PetSmart. It was in a ladies purse. It seemed pretty content where it was, but I remember wondering how long it would stay there or if it ever jumps out when the lady isn't looking.

Then two summers ago in Denver, I saw someone with a pet chicken in PetSmart. It was in a ladies purse. It seemed pretty content where it was, but I remember wondering how long it would stay there or if it ever jumps out when the lady isn't looking.