You know it immediately when you see it. You drive past a yard and see fluffly balls of feathers in all shapes and colors. You hear them clucking and bok-ing. Whose chickens have FHCS? What is FHCS? Fat, happy chicken syndrom!
I must admit my car just slows right down and pulls inexorably to the curb when I see yards with birds exhibiting FHCS. And then I find reasons to add that street into my travel routes for the future. For any half-assed reason.
