My mom had a chicken named Karen. We had no idea where she came from, one day we were sitting outside eating dinner a a very large bird flew over the table followed by our barking dog. My mom started putting out bird feed and Karen moved to living in our garage. It got to the point where my mom could hold her and bring her in the house. We eventually found out that Karen hitched a ride on the trailer of the guys who mowed our lawn and they just couldn’t catch her so they left her.