In search of ponies: Chickens on wheels merit research

Sharna Johnson

Why didn’t the rooster cross the road?

I don’t know the answer, but when the call went out over the police scanner this week, you can bet your bottom dollar I grabbed a camera and hurried for the scene.

The call that went out came from a sheriff’s deputy who asked dispatch to summon animal control.

Apparently a rooster was standing firm in the middle of the road at Fifth and Main streets and was disrupting traffic.

I can’t tell you how much I was hoping to get a photo for the paper of the chicken that wouldn’t cross the road, stopping traffic and attracting law enforcement.

But alas, by the time I arrived on scene animal control was leaving, I can only assume with an angry rooster in the back of the truck.

And absent a photo, all we ended up with in the office was a couple hours of chicken jokes.

But that wasn’t the only chicken I crossed paths with this week.

During small talk at the beginning to a scheduled interview for an unrelated story, an