Mine was Bow-Bow. I say was because unfortunately she ended up being a rooster. No eggs, and really noisy means she wasn’t going to be welcome at our little homestead. You know who else is noisy and not much contribution? 
Fortunately at our local feed store there is a person that has a 40 acre ranch and welcomes roosters - she says they hang out with the horses and attack the rattle snakes. A small donation and she’ll take in the rooster. Of course, she could immediately eat it for dinner, but I like to think she’s enjoying herself in the open fields frolicking and being merry.