Kauai is called The Garden Island because of its lush vegetation and natural beauty.
I've heard two explanations for why there are so many chickens in Kauai:
First Explanation: Back when there were many sugar plantations on the Hawaiian islands the rats from the ships coming into port escaped onto the islands and were getting into the sugar crops. So the plantation owners imported mongeese to the islands to eat the rats. Turned out, though, that the mongeese didn't like rat meat but loved chicken. So the rats continued to nosh on the sugar cane while the mongeese ate up all the chickens. Except on Kauai, to where, for some reason, the mongeese were not brought, allowing the chicken population to proliferate here.
Second Explanation: Back in 1991 there was a terrible hurricane that blew down all the chicken coops on the island so all the chickens go loose and have been on the loose ever since.
I think I like the second story better.
There are about the same number of chickens on Kauai as there are signs that read "Do not feed the Nene".
The the equally copious plethora of signs and chickens led me to conclude that "nene" is the Hawaiian word for chicken.
But that turns out not to be the case..
A local explained to me that the nene is the Hawaiian goose and the state bird of Hawaii. The nenes are well-loved, revered, and protected by the islanders, who subsequently do not want the birds harmed, disturbed or bothered in any way. Or fed the wrong thing.
The Kauaians obviously don't feel the same about the chickens, as I haven't seen a single "Do Not Feed The Moa" (the Hawaiian word for chicken) signs.
As for me, I have not fed any nenes, nor could I even if I wanted to as, except for a photo shown to me by the manager of the gift shop at the visitors' center at Koke'e State Park, I have not seen a single nene, though I have seen a few of these pretty white birds of the kind pictured below, which I think the gift shop manager told me was some kind of egret. Or something.
Maybe they all starved because nobody fed them.
And then there's the federally protected night-flying sea bird.
I've never seen one of these, either,
except for this photo of one on the laminated sheet of paper stuck to our cottage refrigerator advising us of the U.S. Navy Pacific Missile Range Facility rule that after dark if we turn on lights we must have the blinds shut and the shades drawn to prevent light from the cottages from disorienting the navigation system of these birds.
Subsequently we haven't seen the birds nor have the birds seen us.
And that's how it's meant to be.