Ha ha ha … in Australia, we call hens “chooks”. I grew up on a poultry farm in Southern N.S.W. and fondly remember how lovely it was to sit amongst the newly unpacked day old chickens on my parents commercial farm. The breeding has changed significantly since then, from the commercial black and whites to the now more acceptable Isa Browns or even the exotic silkies.
I’ve loved raising them for eggs as an adult on my hobby farm in South Gippsland too. I’ve always preferred to buy a cooked chicken from the supermarket rather than killing and plucking and preparing them myself. But their character traits are a delight to watch. You must protect them from foxes, even in the city.