The role of the chicken has always been downplayed in the mythology of Christmas. It can be summed up in two words: Elf Transportation.
Long story short: Now everyone in my neighborhood has to boil their water. :-|
FACT: Contrary to popular belief, most chickens do appreciate a beautiful sunset.
Somewhere beyond the sea Somewhere waitin’ for me My chicken stands on golden sand And watches the ships that go sailin’