What they don’t know, they don’t know.

I live in a neighborhood but in the county not city limits, in the south. I collect rain water in a bucket for my new garden. Heck we aren’t “supposed to have chickens” either but I recently found out (as did the whole neighborhood, lol) that a couple of folks have one or two, because one got out and was wandering the neighborhood. Everyone except 1 Karen thought it was pretty funny that it was just taking a stroll down the street visiting neighbors and great that someone had chickens.