We were informally hosting our Bible Study Group tonight for anyone who wanted to come and were having a good time getting to know our guest a little better when the doorbell rang. Jeff answered and then called me to the door. There was a boy standing there holding a chicken. He found it in our neighborhood and was wondering if it belonged to us. We don't have chickens, so it obviously wasn't ours. If we had chickens though, they would hopefully be as tame and calm as that one was.