Wednesday, January 19, 2011

A driving chicken

This post is for my friend Cheryl who finds it very funny that I took my chicken for a ride in my car. I found this photo today when Edie was poking around on the computer.
Here's our hen Tickleweed, where you could often find her, sitting on the car seat. For some reason she had a fascination with our vehicle. The way I figured, she was always watching the kids and I head off for the day in this big metal contraption and just wondered where we went and why. She would fly in through an open window or the door if we left it open, and just sit there, waiting, I think, to discover the answer to her questions. So, I thought it only fair one day when I found her in there, to take her for a ride. I can't say that I could read a satisfied expression on her face, but I definitely gave her something to think about.


Cheryl said...

Does anyone else know anyone who has taken their chicken for a car ride? My friend, you are truly one of a kind!

June said...

We once had a lovely rescued ex-battery hen - Jenny - who would spend hours with my partner as he tinkered on our old MG car. She liked to be around all the mechanical parts, or be near anyone who was working on fixing something. We easily imagined her with her own tool belt, walking round the DIY stores selecting parts!
And whenever she visited the vet, she sat on my lap in the car - much to the amusement of other drivers :o)
Chickens are wonderful.

Paige Keiser said...

LOL!! That's hilarious!