The rich and famous of San Francisco are falling head over heels for a new status symbol — pet chickens.
Some Bay Area chicken-lovers are spending as much as $400 for a chicken — and nearly $20,000 for high-tech homes to house their pet birds.
The Washington Post reports one poultry paradise is constructed from sustainable red pine and comes equipped with solar panels. It’s called the “Range Rover of chicken cribs.”
And if you think that’s a bit odd — some feathered foul have their own personal chefs — and there are reports that locals have commenced to clothing their chickens in diapers.
So it’s possible that somewhere on Nob Hill — a pampered bird is clucking around the yard wearing a pair of Huggies.
Consider this paragraph from the Post story:
- “Silicon Valley chickens are often considered “members of the family,” explained Moira Hanes, noting that she refuses to eat baked chicken from Whole Foods in front of her three birds. A Berkeley professor registered her one-eyed special needs rooster, Gwennie, as an emotional support animal. Because of his cross beak disability, she feeds him baby food mixed with grain. He also gets a weekly bath and a blow dry — “which he LOVES,” she said in an email.”
It’s just not right, America.
Although, I must say that Southerners love to dress up chickens, too. Instead of diapers, we prefer to cover our birds in batter and roll them around in seasoned flour and then gently dip them in a bath of peanut oil.
I’m not so sure that chickens make good pets — but they certainly make for a delicious Sunday after church supper.
They’re finger licking good.