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’