I guess we are not meant to have chickens.
Jeanne has gone to that great coop in the sky.
It appears something attacked her in the coop (not Maggie this time, as Maggie passed away last October). Perhaps a possum or raccoon. Jeanne put up a fight, but didn’t make it.
Once again, Eddie is the one who found the carnage. (Hmmm … there seems to be a theme emerging.) He called me on my way to work, while I was already upset about something else:
That’s some jury-rigging right there. Not pretty. This is what happens when you are driving a Volkswagen and can’t swerve to miss a piece of truck tire in the road. And why Eddie hates my car. (He was driving.)
Eddie also hit a deer a couple of months ago. So Progressive loves us, I’m sure.
It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day for me. Worse for Jeanne, of course. RIP.
Eddie says that’s it for chickens. Yeah, well. He’s said that before.
I’ll bide my time until March, which is the start of chicken season.
I’m sorry about your and Jeanne’s day. I thought about you when my brother and I went to the Montgomery County Agricultural Fair in Maryland. There was a whole barn dedicated to show-chickens and some where on sale for as low as $15. I was tempted to get you a fluffy-headed one.
And if you want to get back at any raccoons, put out a bowl of water and some sugar cubes. They’ll wash all the cubes until they’ve disappeared. And if it was an opossum…well…they only live two years anyway. So take solace in that.
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Oh no – Jeanne Julia is morte :(. I’m so sorry – I guess the new naming scheme didn’t work – I agree with Elizabeth, I think you should move on to fluffy headed show chickens – I love the fancy black and white ones. Name them after ex-English teachers next time (Regan, Wise, Toe Clutch). RIP Jeanne.
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I plan to move on and get others. Show chickens would be awesome! (Don’t tell Eddie.) (Although I’m sure he knows.)
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So sorry about Jeanne. Two questions: How could you continue your blog without chickens, and, did you use those bendy-twisty foam hair rollers from the 80s to fix your car?
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1. Good question. I don’t know. Maybe I’ll keep it the same as a chicken tribute blog. Kind of like those KISS tribute bands.
2. Eddie produced those. He must have had some kind of curly ‘do in the ’80s that required the bendy curlers. Hmmm …
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For the record, I did not kill any of the chickens. Why does it seem to be me when this happens?! Cause, God does have a sense of humor.
Yes, I do hate driving that little clown car. You try driving with your knees next to your ears and see how you like it. I had to decide to swerve, and put everyone in danger if I lost control, or hitting the tire. If it had been my truck I could have seen the object over the top of the idiot who was in the fast lane going slow (on a six lane highway). I might have been able to drive over it and not even touch it. Anyway, I feel bad about both. Also, to the ass fast driving slow in the fast lane, may the fleas of a thousand camels manifest in your armpits.
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The clown car gets 32 miles to the gallon. Your truck? Not so much.
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