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I snapped a pic of a chicken and now I'm questioning my life choices

So you snapped a pic of a chicken, and now you're questioning your entire life. Honestly? That's the most relatable thing I've heard all week. There's something about freezing a feathered friend in a photograph that makes you realize just how judgmental those beady little eyes can be. Did she know you were taking the shot? Was she mid-squawk? The mystery is part of the fun. We've all been there, staring at a chicken and wondering if she's plotting some fowl play. If you need a break from existential poultry pondering, check out our piece on why one hen screams bloody murder when her pal lays an egg. Because nothing says "life choices" like a bird that won't stop yelling.