A follow-up to yesterday's story about The Chicken Fairy's latest visit . . . The Chicken Fairy's Wife (some call her Grandma, others call her Mom) contacted me with these details:
Grandpa [a.k.a. The Chicken Fairy] was quite puzzled today when he brought in four eggs, since we have only three laying hens after banishing Mean Chicken to the Pushing Water Ranch Coop [in the heart of Fooleryland]. The mystery was solved when he discovered Mean Chicken, terrified, huddled in the Old Home Coop [sometimes called the Winchester Mystery Bird House because of its frequent additions].
How she managed to find her way home and subsequently to lay an egg in her home nest is a puzzlement never to be solved. The rest of the flock seem unimpressed, though when she resumes her Reign of Terror, they'll notice.
Submitted by Grandma, Co-owner of Mean Chicken, Wife and Manager of The Chicken Fairy
A phone call to The Chicken Fairy this morning confirmed the story. Wish I'd seen Mean Chicken cross the road and walk about a thousand feet to get to the other side.
Will Mean Chicken yet again be delivered to Fooleryland under the cover of darkness by The Chicken Fairy? Will Mean Chicken stay put in her home coop and mend her nasty ways? Or will she again pick on the pullets and be made into a hamburger? Stay tuned to Fooleryland to find out!
You are SO right, Gramps -- and youre inluded in that bunch -- thanks, as always!
Posted by: foolery | August 07, 2011 at 08:12 AM
Slipping into a reverie about Opal and Palmers Chicken Shack . . . ; )
Posted by: foolery | August 07, 2011 at 08:10 AM
I've come to the conclusion that all of your commenters are just as weird (in a good way) as you!
(Is commenters not a word or spelled wrong?)
Posted by: gramps | August 07, 2011 at 07:06 AM
Trust me, renaming them after soaps ALREADY cancelled (and I am mad as hell as mad as a wet evil hen) wont help .. but threatening to make her into Chicken Fingers to be sold at Opal & Palmer's Chicken Shack might ...
Posted by: Daryl | August 07, 2011 at 06:08 AM
I wonder what the end result would be of mixing a mean chicken with an angry goose?
Self scrambling eggs?
Posted by: Rick's Cafe | August 06, 2011 at 07:53 AM
Mmmmmm . . . KFMC . . .
Posted by: Mantel Man | August 06, 2011 at 07:37 AM
Well see, K. I hope she learns not to pick on the little ones. Otherwise . . . the Colonel will GIT HER!
Posted by: foolery | August 05, 2011 at 09:10 PM
Poor Mean Chicken...I bet she's just misunderstood...
Shade and Sweetwater,
K
Posted by: Kyddryn | August 05, 2011 at 08:42 PM
Awesome, Ron. Im getting cranky just thinking about it. : )
Posted by: foolery | August 05, 2011 at 02:20 PM
I may have a chicken recipe. Mad Chicken Soup.
Posted by: Audubon Ron | August 05, 2011 at 02:16 PM
. . . at Grandpas house, a.k.a. The Winchester Mystery Bird House. Sort of a long punchline, though. ; )
Posted by: foolery | August 05, 2011 at 01:03 PM
This is a fantastic story. Especially because now I can teach my kids a new ending to the old joke: the answer is "to lay an egg on the other side."
Posted by: MommyTime | August 05, 2011 at 12:55 PM
If they rebranded those shows -- Hens of Our Lives and All My Chickens -- they would never go off the air. They should call me. I could cast it for them.
Posted by: foolery | August 05, 2011 at 11:12 AM
Oh fine - day time drama has hit the blogosphere. Am pretty sure I can find a couple minutes between Days of Our Lives and All My Children...but it's a tight squeeze.
Posted by: Rick's Cafe | August 05, 2011 at 11:08 AM