They’re on about every square foot of the island. Supposedly the great hurricane of 1992, which practically leveled the island, demolished most of the chicken enclosures and they’re now everywhere. Pretty soon you get so accustomed to the crowing that it’s no bother.
Most of them are the breed known as Red Jungle Fowl.
It wouldn’t be difficult — heh-heh —to have barbecued or stewed chicken at any time (pellet gun or snare).