So, you know we live in the city of Denver, right? Not in the skyscraper downtown part, but definitely within the city limits.
As I walked out to my car this morning, my neighbor called me over to her yard to verify that she wasn’t crazy and the animal she was currently throwing breadcrumbs to was, in fact, a chicken.
Damned if it wasn’t. A chicken walking around an urban neighborhood in Denver.
We talked strategies for a few minutes, concluded that somebody must have it for a pet – but hell if we knew who… and decided she needed to call animal control.
I sure hope she did, because we have several inches of snow coming down as I type.
I still can’t believe it. A chicken loose… walking around… in Denver.