So here is the exchange between my wife and I regarding "Extra Crispy" the name I've adopted from a reader. It was out this morning when I left for work. She had school, so was on a different schedule than I. I got a text message on my phone.
Darling: Chicken is gone.
Clearly this is not enough information for me....
Me: Left, captured, eaten or just gone?
Still not satisfied....
Me: How hard did you look?
Darling: Went in back, and in alley, and filled the feeders
Well, chickens are a jungle bird and adept at hiding, and given that it has food (the bird feeder) and shelter ( the ferns and the rose bushes) I was skeptical that it had flown the coop so to speak.
Three hours later....
Darling: He is back!
Me: OK ox
I have to be nice right?
When I got home, it was already roosting. I made a half hearted attempt to get close but Extra Crispy is too cagey for me when it is still light out. Anyway, I feel good about where it is spending the night. It should be safe.
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