It all happened unexpectedly and with a bump. Like a sudden snowstorm, the car was surrounded by a flurry of white. “What was that?” I asked.
The driver pulled to the side of the road. I turned around from the back seat to see feathers settling across the road. In the middle sat a large chicken with streaks of blood smeared across its light feathers, amazingly still alive. The owner quickly ran out to retrieve it before any more traffic passed. As he lifted it off the ground, I saw the reason why it wasn’t moving: it now had only one leg.
Of course not wanting to commit a hit and run, the driver got out and went to speak to the owner. He came back several minutes later saying that the man had said the accident was the chicken’s fault so not to worry. “Akan dipotong” (literally “it will be cut” i.e. “we will just eat it”).