This is the true story of Mrs. Chicken. It was a hot, hot summer day in Arizona. Mrs. Chicken was kicked out of her coop....the victim of new decor.
Mrs. Chicken didn't know what to do or where to go. Finally she decided to put on her hat and....cross the road.
She found herself in a very nice back yard. There was however, a large cat that seemed very interested in her. Mrs. Chicken was concerned because her mother had always told her that cats and birds were a bad mix.
She found herself in a very nice back yard. There was however, a large cat that seemed very interested in her. Mrs. Chicken was concerned because her mother had always told her that cats and birds were a bad mix.
No worries though. The cat was not interested in Mrs. Chicken.
The owners of the house saw Mrs. Chicken on the back porch and came out to greet her.
Mrs. Chicken told her sad, sad story. The animals listened with great interest and much clucking. It was decided she could stay as long as she wanted. And so the story of Mrs. Chicken ends on a happy note. There will be eggs for breakfast!
The owners of the house saw Mrs. Chicken on the back porch and came out to greet her.
Mrs. Chicken told her sad, sad story. The animals listened with great interest and much clucking. It was decided she could stay as long as she wanted. And so the story of Mrs. Chicken ends on a happy note. There will be eggs for breakfast!
September 6, 2009 at 4:04 PM
Poor Mrs Chicken! I'm so happy she found a new home.
September 6, 2009 at 5:48 PM
Love it! I was wondering if you might have some new house guests! : )
September 6, 2009 at 5:48 PM
Marmalade has a look of tolerance, yes tolerance, and resignation. So funny! (The lamp in the middle of the road is a piece of work as well.)
September 6, 2009 at 6:05 PM
Actually, only one new guest. I had fun with this post!
September 8, 2009 at 7:02 PM
Remember the Rooster.
September 10, 2009 at 6:58 PM
This was hilarious! I agree with Kathy that the "crossing the road" picture was especially funny, and that I loved the look on Marmalade's face, although my interpretation was a litle different - she seemed to be cautiously checking the newcomer out. When I got the email about the no longer wanted chicken-themed items, I did think of you, mostly because of your chicken hat.