Backstory

I was carrying a dead chicken from the coop when I saw a kind neighbor walking toward me with a gift of newly-butchered beef and pork (Ham! BACON!). Because I value bacon more than dead chicken, I put the chicken on top of John's car and took the bacon indoors.

Later, I wondered at Piper's fixed stare out the window before remembering...
oh, yeah.

Moral of the story:
Don't delay dead chicken, lest their frozen feet reproach you.