How do you discover the existence of chickens.

You don't discover chickens. They discover you. The most welcoming chicken I've ever met is a cock from Spain, a damned fighting cock and he had the manners of a fine Turkish yarl. There was something so epic about his tail.

The owner of the cock was legendary for his Easter egg hunts. The only thing missing was a damned rabbit. It is a little known fact the Easter bunny actually hunts the eggs, and does not lay them among five year olds. The discovery that chickens laid them comes when you discover the existence of chickens. It's like an egg cracking on top of yo' head.