Six plus.
One to gather the neighbors and call out advice to the rest of us.
One to hold the cat that scared the chicken into flying over its fencing.
One to call the chicken's owners who were at a party.
One to shake the popcorn bowl, trying to lure it out of the blackberry brambles.
One to stand downhill of the chicken and block alternative escape paths.
One (me) to sneak up behind the popcorn shaker and grab the chicken (something I have had no experience with).
Several other bystanders and passerbyers, driving very slowly, wondering what we were up to.
It's our block party tonight, though I can't imagine it will be as fun as this chicken wrangling get together!
