As requested... Here is our attack chicken. Some may practice the art of Falconry, but we who know better, hone the aggressiveness of (cue the twilight zone music) the ChIcKeN.... Yes, we practice not Falconry, but CHICKENRY... I mean, come on, look at those beady, shifty little eyes, the rippling muscles, ready to pounce on prey... As long as the prey doesn't move too fast... Or turn too quickly... Or happens to be aggressive... You see, we who know, use the chicken, because we know the last thing that an intruder suspects, and the last thing he will ever hear are the terrifying shreaks of BAWK BAWK BAWK BAWKAAAAAAAAWWWK!!!
