A Man Named Jed

So I was sitting in court today and a friend told me a story I never thought I'd hear in Fort Collins. Apparently our city council passed an ordinance that allows you to keep up to six chickens (the fact we have that ordinance now is a completely different rant). Well, her neighbor decided he wanted to have chickens, so he became the proud owner of two chickens. Well, oddly enough, one of them was killed by a fox (yes, we seem to have an oddly high number of foxes and coyotes roaming our city). This angered her neighbor, and like any enraged chicken owner, he bought a bow and some arrows. So now we have spiraled from simply having a ridiculous ordinance, to having actual free range chickens in backyards (or maybe front yards), attacks by scavenger animals, and Robin Hood re-enactments in our streets. By the time we finished this conversation, we had progressed into stupid comments about needing a hunting license and whether his home was zoned agricultural (yes, I realize they are stupid comments). Regardless, it was hysterical at the time.