I'm pretty sure it was just summer, but now it's somehow almost Thanksgiving. It was about this time last year that our neighborhood was over run with a flock of 6 wild turkeys. At first, they were cute. They'd somehow hop up on people's roofs and walk across yards. But then, they started getting aggressive and taking it out on car tires. If you were stopped at a light on a certain road, one of them was certain to start pecking at someone's tires. I don't know what happened to them, but months after they showed up, they were suddenly gone.
But then, this week I was walking a few blocks from my house and found a chicken. A chicken! This isn't something you'd see in my neighborhood at all. I hesitated, because it's not every day that I get to see a chicken and because I wondered if someone nearby owned it. She was a friendly chicken and ran right over to to me. This inclined me to think that she was owned by people since she was so comfortable with me. I debated about going from house to house with her asking "are you missing your chicken?", but then I thought that might be too weird.
I walked away and chicken started to follow me. I was a little worried that I had a new friend I wasn't sure what to do with. Luckily, she turned around and went back towards the house I found her at, because I'm not sure what I would have done if she continued on my walk with me. I usually circle around on this walk and come home on another block, but I turned around hoping to run into chicken again, but she was gone. I hope she found her way home... wherever that is.