Sooo....a nightmare that I've had, or maybe I should say a daymare? No, a certain dread that I've had is that I'd find a dead chicken. Who isn't scared about finding a dead chicken just lying around, though? Creepy, right? I've dreamed about it happening before, actually. You know where you're just staring into space (when you should probably be doing something else :P) and your mind starts to wander and you picture random things? I once imagined walking around the backyard and seeing a dead chicken lying on the ground. Another time I imagined going out to gather the eggs and opening up the nest box to find a chicken on it's back, still and cold and dead. *shudders*
Well, it came true.
Thursday, 24 September 2015
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Oh, no! That's terrible. :-( I can relate, actually. One day, several years ago, I was going to the chicken coop to gather the eggs and open the door so they could run free for the day. I also had some bread scraps or something to give them. I opened the door, then went around the side of the coop to dump the scraps in and saw not one but FOUR DEAD CHICKENS!!! It was horrible! They were up against the fencing and feathers everywhere... And to make matters worse my dog, Simpson, ran through the open door and drug one of the poor dead hens out to me! Yeah. Needless to say, I wasted no time jumping on the Polaris and high-tailing it to the house! ;)
ReplyDeleteOh, four chickens? That's so sad! :( How did they die?
Delete*shudders* What did Simpson end up doing with the chicken?!
We think a fox or something got in the coop and killed them. They were all drug to the end of the fence. *gag*
DeleteI really don't remember! I think Dad took it from him or something. :)
Okay, I'll admit I did chuckle a bit at this. I can't say that I've ever even thought of seeing a dead chicken. (Does that have something to do with living in the city?) But I want to know what you did after you saw it. :)
ReplyDeleteMaybe it does! :) I guess imagining dead things in general isn't really something people want to imagine anyway, city AND country folks ;)
DeleteWell, Mom found the chicken first when she went out to gather the eggs. Afterwards, we were SOOO glad we hadn't sent the younger ones to get them. Probably would have scarred them for life :P
I was just really shocked when Mom told me, and I didn't scream or anything (yay for me!) but I was very sad later on. The chickens are a little like pets (unfortunately) so yeah. . .