This, was my Freiza. My very first, and favorite chicken. I found her in a trashcan, peeppeeppeeppeeppeep...but I kinda put the lamp too close to her the second night I had 'er...almost cooked the poor little thing, but she didn't peep so much afterwards. I had Freiza a good three years, that's pretty long for a chicken. She only had one good leg though. She apparently broke her leg sometime during the winter, and I didn't take her to the vet. I didn't know her leg was broken, I thought she was just keeping it up for warmth, or something. Ok I'm poor and I couldn't afford the vet bill at the time. I did eventually take her to the vet, but there was nothing they could do. So I had a one legged pet chicken. She kicked ass though. She beat up my dogs all the time. Killer chicken...!! She was great. Gave 'er a viking funeral...then I had to run because the park ranger spotted the burning sticks and came a-flyin. That's all on her...
