We were coming home from Washington DC to Goldsboro, having stopped in Smithfield for a trip to JR. Allison said, “Look! There’s a chicken in the sky!” Indeed, there was. The chicken was running across NC 70 between Smithfield and Goldsboro, NC. Moving pretty quickly, too.
A few miles later, we realized why the chicken was running. It had seen what happens to chickens that don’t move quickly enough!
As one of my friends says, “I love my chickens… They’re delicious!”