Thanks everybody. I really knew that if I turned him out he could be in danger. We really live out in a wild area. He couldn't get along with the other chickens and he hated being penned by himself. At least he got about a year of having fun and living free. He was cute because he followed me around the yard. I like to think it was love, but I think it has more to do with him wanting handouts. I think he lived as long as he did because he did a good job of roosting up high. This happened in broad daylight.