Well, it seems that our hapless chicken got a little bit lost on his way to Ohio and ended up in northwestern Florida just in time for hurricane season (and Chicken Day). I took pity on the guy, gave him a place to stay for a while, and even took him to work with me to the local PBS station.
Unfortunately, the chicken got caught goofing off in the tape room, and the boss put him to work answering phones for our pledge drive. He did okay there for a while, but got bored while on break and wandered into one of the control rooms where he started pushing buttons he shouldn't have. The boss didn't take this very well at all, and called him into his office for a very short conversation.
Figuring he'd better get out of town before the boss got as hungry as those vikings, he checked into the Geocaching website and found a cache or two that look like they'll get him headed in the right direction.
Here's hoping that our friend gets to where he's going...eventually.