"I'll have that one...and that one. Ooh I like the look of that one by the shed too. Ooh that plump one is a perfect size for your oven, you know?"
He has cost me €30+ already, one owned by the neighbour (although it was in my veggie patch eating my Brussels plants) and a fine plump-breasted Speckled Jim owned by me mate down the road!
The second one hurt the most, the little fcuker had one paw on it's very dead neck and was plucking the feathers out of it's chest with his teeth then spitting them out, wide-eyed and ready to partake in full view of the rest of the traumatised chickens.
(All looking down on the murder scene from high branches in nearby trees)
No eggs from the rest of them for weeks apparently..................................
Free range really does mean free range here!