There had been chickens before - from where, it's not clear. Perhaps escapees from a brutal and controversial religious ritual that takes place nearby, perhaps abandoned pets. One, Holloway had placed with a sanctuary in upstate New York. The others had left pretty quickly, seemingly of their own accord.
And while the colony is home to some raccoons, in addition to the cats, Holloway wasn't too worried about this chicken - until a couple of days into the chicken's tenure, when New York City's hot summer weather started getting swampy.
Holloway put out extra water for the bird, who was skittish at first. After a couple of days, the chicken - now named Camilla - let Holloway get closer.
By the end of the week, "she started following me and whenever I pet her, she would just plop down on the ground and start cooing," says Holloway. "Prior to living here, I hadn't ever touched a chicken. And prior to Camilla, I had never pet one! I didn't know they would be so receptive and loving."