There is a flock of chickens that live behind my work building. (In fact, I can hear a rooster crowing as I type this up.) The bike rack is also located behind the building, so every morning and evening I see the chickens hanging out and doing their chickenly duties. It’s kind of neat to see what they are up to every day. In the last couple of months I’ve seen two chicks grow up (they’re currently in that awkward teenage phase where their bodies are part adult/part chick and wholly disproportionate). It’s also interesting to see how… ‘chicken’ they really are. Anytime I walk back there, the chickens flee in all directions as if I’m running at them with a chainsaw covered in chicken blood.
Well, yesterday I walked back there, and I heard the standard nervous “bock bock bock” sound from the hens. As I walked toward my bike, the tree above me erupted in a “BaGOCK!” as a hen clumsily fluttered its way down out of the tree. I just stood there confused… What the heck was a chicken doing in the tree?!?!
Holy Cow! Wasn't there a Sesame Street cartoon interlude about chickens in the tree and some guy sings about them? I think it ends in them all realizing that chickens don't belong in trees.
Jake - 1
Sesame Street - 0
Chickens in trees....chickens in the drivers seat of my car....what is going on?? I think the chickens are trying to confuse us so they can more easily take over the world. It's not going to work chickens, we know what you are up to.
Also, Jake, you should just be happy the chicken didn't lay an egg on you head from up there!
chickens in hawaii? Those things can survive anywhere!
well, you know how it goes?
Chick and Chicky sitting in a tree..
P E C K I N G..
Key West is also overrun with Chickens. One of the bars we like has an outdoor seating area... the staff there like to chase the roosters out of the trees with a super-soaker.