OK, explain this...

Yesterday I was driving out Chagrin Blvd. a little after 5 p.m.  I drove past the cemetery and I was driving past the golf course and there, on the golf course, a high-school-aged kid in a sweatsuit was chasing a big chicken. 

This isn't a residential neighborhood and there isn't a farm for miles.  It's just a cemetery and a golf course next to a business district and a fer churches.

Weird.

P.S.  The chicken got away.