They have a word for everything don't they? LOL Chickens! When I was a child we raised our own meat birds every year. I was probably 3-4 when I really remember the event. My Uncle Bill was into fancy chickens back then and had given me a really pretty banty rooster. He loved me so much that when I came outside he would come running and peck at me. I remember running and screaming. Everytime I wanted to go outside I would go to the door and look out all around to see if the rooster was there. Just when I thought the coast was clear, here he would come. Mom finally had enough of it and he disappeared one day. We enjoyed Chicken and home made noodles for supper. :)