The stormy winds blew all night, throwing down sheets of rain. By morning they had subsided into intermittent gusts and showers, but when the chickens came out of their house a strange sight met their eyes. In the adjoining run were some new chickens - three more Light Sussex and a pair of Black Rocks, the sun highlighting the iridescent green sheen on their feathers.
"I don't like it, I don't like it at all!" complained Bella the Cream Legbar, who was by nature highly strung.
"I've heard the humans speak of it raining cats and dogs, but never chickens..." muttered Mac, an ex-battery hen and the thinker of the group.
Could it have rained chickens? It was a very rainy night.
The little flock looked expectantly at Blanche, the head chicken (and a Light Sussex to boot). She would know what had happened.
Blanche looked at their waiting faces, and puffed out her chest importantly. "If it can rain cats and dogs," she opined solemnly, "Then as chickens are the superior species it stands to reason that an unusually heavy downpour would produce chickens."
The others nodded in agreement. The logic was watertight, even Mac couldn't deny it. It would go down in poultry history. The night it rained chickens.
8 comments:
I love this story! It's so cute.
And my captcha code was 'nestudel' which I found amusing given what word is contained therein, and the obvious connection to birds.
Four out of five of our cockerels went to one wonderful new home at the weekend; we're keeping one, or hoping to providing we can manage his crowing in a town garden, because he is a little miracle with four wings! We've also got three pullets we hatched this year as well, they're staying also bringing our total chicken number to 20.
The new gals are a Copper Blue Marans that's turned out to be a splash variant (her brother, the four-winger, is also a Copper Blue), a Cream Legbar and a Silver Dorking. Their names are Mulder (the boy), Scully (his sister) and Hedwig (the Legbard) and Dorcas the Dorking!
love it!
Excellent!! I have only seen it rain chickens one other time, it must have been an unusually heavy downpour that night! ;)
Excellent story! ;)
Coo! Watch out foxes, if there's a real hard thunderstorm the chickens will duff up the foxes but good!
It's a good thing there is a wise old chicken to give the rest advice. Or where would they be?
I'm not a chicken, but I am skinny and originally from Sussex, so does that make me a Light Sussex too?!
But can it rain geese?
Ohh, hope I get some rain like that! ;-)
omg- laughing so hard!
LOVE this post and the pics are adorable!!!!
A poultry story, lol! Cool chickens - I went outside onto our patio this afternoon to find two of next doors roaming around our yard, despite the close proximity of our extremely minxy pussy cat. Some chickens have a death wish methinks, here's hoping yours stay under the steely gaze of Blanche. Oh and Happy Winter (summer here) Solstice.
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