Kay Martin, a secretary to a New Zealand MP, got the fright of her
life a few weeks ago. According to the Auckland Sunday Star, she
and a friend were chatting over a drink when they heard a chicken
squawking. The bird sounded in some distress, so they went outside
to investigate, thinking perhaps that it had escaped from one of the
neighbors. But there were no chickens anywhere.
Then Martin realized with horror that the sound was coming from her
own kitchen -- coming, in fact, from the oven, where she had put a
chicken in to roast half an hour earlier. "It was as if it was shrieking
at me from its grave," she says. "It was so bizarre I just froze."
As they approached the oven, the squawking reached a crescendo. They
took the tray out, and as the chicken began to cool, the squawking
died away. Martin chopped the neck off and threw it in the sink. She
noticed that the vocal chords were intact. "Steam was coming up the
neck from the stuffing," says Martin, and this had caused the dead bird
She has not cooked chicken since.