Chickens are rather brainless. They’re scared of everything and hold nothing as more important than their belly. They’re not at all inquisitive, and they’re perfectly fine with that. They hate water unless they’re thirsty. They would rather bathe in dirt. The best they ever hope for is to find a hole in the fence; mindless of the fox.
Take a good long look at their usefulness. From a selfish and fruitless life to the frying pan.
You can’t possibly think I’m talking about 🐔.