While out sighting in my muzzle loader today, and shooting a few other rifles, a chicken walks up to us, and just stand around by us. The nearest house is about 5 miles away, so I got to believe someone road side dumped it. We shot dozens of times, and he just stood right by us. My son feed him some crackers to gain his trust, then I grabbed him. I know a guy that has chicken, so we dropped him at his place. That's one lucky chicken, we shoot lots of coyotes around there. By the frost bite on his comb, I'd say he's spent awhile in the great outdoors.


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