“Yes!” I said to this total stranger who was out walking her dog. “Do you have a chicken?” she asked. “No!” with quite the chuckle I responded. Thus began the great chicken conversation that I knew would come sooner or later when a neighbor would spy our newfound friend who has taken up residence in the backyard. This neighbor lives a yard behind out backyard so she is a pretty good spy! The chicken had come to visit her a time or two as well. Neither of us could decide where our neighborhood hen came from but we did have a good laugh at the oddity of it. Another oddity our neighbor’s last name is Charis only spelled differently. Crazy huh! Well, if this neighbor who lives two backyards away from us (downhill mind you) thinks that we have a pet chicken I can only imagine what our next-door neighbors think. I do talk to them pretty regularly though and they have not mentioned the hen. They probably just think that I am so crazy for having a pet chicken why bring it up.