Post by llanwydd on Apr 11, 2020 2:19:13 GMT
I think I posted something about this once but this is something that happened to me in my hometown in Florida a few years ago. It is worth telling again.
I was out for a drive about late 2011 and I pulled out of my driveway and onto the road out of town. I stopped at the first traffic light after about a hundred yards from my driveway and as I was sitting at the light I looked down to my left and saw a small chicken or hen standing on the median near my car. After the light turned green, I turned left and the chicken started running and as I got up to a little over 10 miles an hour it was running along side of my car. I got up to about 20 and it was chasing me. I'm driving along the state route and the chicken was right along side of me. I pass a bus stop and I see people standing there pointing at me and the chicken as I am bringing it up to 30 miles an hour. Then I speed up to 40, 45, 50. Certain I have left the chicken behind.
Then I get off onto the ramp for the interstate northbound and I am doing 60, 65 and I look down to my left and the chicken is still there running so fast its legs are a blur. I could not get rid of this chicken. Twelve miles later I am coming up on an exit, the chicken pulls ahead of me, sticks out its right wing, passes in front of me and gets off on the exit ramp. As is was passing in front of me, I noticed that the chicken had three legs. Well, I followed it up the ramp and down a rural county road and it got far, far ahead of me and then I saw it pull off the road. When I got to the spot where it had pulled over I was at a small country gas station/convenience store.
A guy came out of the store, thought I needed gas. I said "No, no, no. I was chasing a three legged chicken" thinking there was no way in hell he would believe me. But he said, "Oh, yes. That's one of mine. I raise them."
I said "You raise three-legged chickens?" He said "Yep." I said "Whatever for?" He said "Well, I like a drumstick. And my wife, she likes a drumstick. And our son, he likes a drumstick."
I said "Well, how do they taste?" He said, "I don't know. I've never caught one."
