Oh Where, Oh Where, Have My Little Hen Gone?

This morning when I was watering the plants on the front porch, a lady who lives in a house a street away from us walked past. Her name is Laura and she asked if I've seen her hen. Apparently she also keeps a chicken in her backyard and she is looking for her pet. She said she heard crackling in our backyard and thought it was her hen. I told her that we keep four chickens and I'm pretty sure that her hen was not in our backyard. I let her know that I will keep a lookout for her hen.

I think I've heard chickens crackling in our neighborhood a few times since we moved here. It's nice to know that people here share our passion for fresh eggs.