"Uh... did you hear a chicken?"
Ok, good, so I didn't have some kind of aphasia. Whew. And yes, I had heard a chicken.
A few minutes later, we heard it again, louder. I looked out all the windows, thinking someone might have on in the parking lot or something. No go.
About an hour later, we go to take the dog for a walk.

And there was Peckles, approximately 8 feet from our door. On the third floor. How does a chicken even get to the third floor?

Turns out, Peckles has the unusual gift of chicken flight. After taking a bunch of glamor shots, I tried to feed him some cereal and accidentally scared him into a tree, some respectable distance away.

Here I must clarify: we do not live in the country. I have no IDEA how far away the nearest farm is. While we're technically outside of Portland (just barely) we're still in a relatively urban-ish area. Yeah, there are trees, and we live on a "lake", but we're still pretty much in downtown Milwaukie.
W.T.F.
Travis thinks it's an omen that he's on the right path, farmingwise (if this is correct, does my scaring it away by trying to feed it mean that I will try to help but accidentally crush his dreams? Probably.) I think it's the Ghost of Chickens Past, the first of three livestock-based entities that will visit in order to show us the folly of our ways and set us on a righteous path, possibly one of a vegetarian persuasion.
I hope not, I like chicken. And the durn thing flew away before teaching me much of anything.

ok city chic. chickens do have limited flight skills. part of a defense mechanism to get away from coyotes and other predators. but that is pretty funny i imagine for someone in the city to discover. look out for the cow tomorrow! hah hah. just kidding.
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious! I bet Peckles was trying to learn English before you woke up, so s/he could tell you Very Important Vegetarian Things.
ReplyDeleteMakes me want to return to Monkey Island
ReplyDeleteYeah I got excited and started ranting about el Pollo Diablo :-P
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