One day I was driving in my town and out of the corner of my eye I spied what looked like a giant chicken on one of the streets. So I made a u-turn and checked it out. I found a poultry farm that has been in existence since 1936. In addition to the poultry there are goats and assorted other creatures that are sold. It sounds a bit gruesome to me, but they apparently have a good enough business to keep going. I do know someone who always selects her live, fresh chickens but she doesn't live anywhere near here. I kept the chicken statue in mind and the other day went back to sketch it. There is a buggy behind it and an old red house too.