Wednesday, March 12, 2008

The Chicken Story, Part 3

I talked to my brother the other night. He said there was a celebration in progress and you will soon see why. :) First, here's a nice picture of my sister-in-law hugging the very lucky chicken! Isn't she pretty -- I mean the chicken -- my sister-in-law is pretty, too, but you can't see much of her in this photo! The chicken is very social. She doesn't mind being held and she talks quite a bit as she gently pecks at shoe laces, grommets and anything shiny that might be tasty. I'm looking forward to meeting this character the next time I head north!






Then, of course the great cause for celebration? Well, here it is:





A perfect, brown egg. :) I'm not sure who views this accomplishment with the greatest pride. The chicken's new mom looked up information about chicken frostbite on the Internet and learned that, until the comb was completely healed, the chicken would not lay an egg. Sure enough, the day before she produced this beauty, the last little bit of black icky stuff fell off the chicken's comb.

My sister visited and took lots of pictures, so I should have more shots to share before long. I can see carving inspiration coming my way! Yipee!!

8 comments:

Beach Gal said...

Are they going to have little Chicks?? (or scrambled eggs???)

Webfoot said...

Well, they don't have a rooster -- just the lucky little chicken, so there won't be any chicks. They do owe the feed elevator guy an egg, though. That's what he asked for when he gave the chicken her high quality feed and wouldn't charge my brother anything for it. I almost quipped that he wanted her first-born child, except that it would never really be born/hatched. ;-)

windblown said...

Is the egg a "thank you" from the chicken for the wonderful care she has received. Does the chicken have a name yet?

Peas on Earth said...

Still enjoying your eggciting story! Thanks for sharing!!

Webfoot said...

The chicken remains nameless. If she's still around when I head north the next time, we might just have to see about that! They *say* they want to find the chicken a new home, but we all know that they really want to keep her. She's just too cute!

dsimom said...

I have been enjoying this story to no end but I have one question. If a chicken coop is horrible to clean out (I have heard this many times), how in the world, is your sister in law living with this chicken in her house. Do tell.

Webfoot said...

Well, my sister and brother both assure me that the house does not smell like a chicken coop. They do have a little rug cleaner thing that they run every couple of days and I think there might be a reason to buy stock in some paper towel company or other. My sister-in-law really enjoys having a nice, clean environment, so I'm sure she's on top of the situation. She also really loves her chicken!! :)

Mumma & Bunny Boy said...

I am sooooo loving this story. I think most people don't realize just how much personality chickens really can have. I used to hold them all the time when I worked at a local private barn (in exchange for horseback riding time) in my pre and early teen years. They really can be sweet!

I was wondering about the chicken poop in the house as well (since cleaning the coop was one of my "duties").

Your sister-in-law is an angel!

Mumma & Bunny Boy =D