‘Now this is the life,’ thought Miracle. She was sprawled out near the mandarin tree. Her head rested on the mulch, one wing lifted up to let the sun warm her tough, old skin. She didn’t have quite as many feathers as she used to and the sun felt wonderfully warm. A gentle breeze blew […]
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The eagle lands on the side of its nest on very top of a big gum tree. She has just ridden the warm thermal draughts hundreds of feet into the air, surveyed the open fields below before diving down onto a rabbit that didn’t have the time to be startled. That unsuspecting rabbit is now […]
Continue ReadingEpic Rooster Rap Battle
TIGER (The Crow-m MC) -100 bpm- (You’re listening to The Crow-M MC Y’all, Psycho Chicken! Bok x 9) I was always gonna be, start-in’ this Cause I was born to be, the fastest, chick! First one here to cock-a-doodle-do The terror, of, a backyard zoo Yeh, too loud, too pretty, too much for Mt Eliza […]
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“Where are they?” Speckles marched back and forward in front of the closed door to the chicken coop. Just beyond the door was an orchard completely still and unscratched. She could almost see the bugs taunting her from beneath the soil. A wild dove landed right in front of the closed door causing Fudge and […]
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Fudge was yelling at the top of her lungs. “I LAID AN EGG. JUST NOW. IN THE NEST. CHECK IT OUT. HEY EVERYONE, CHECK OUT THE EGG I JUST LAID. NOW. HAS EVERYONE HEARD? IN THE NEST. THAT EGG IN THE NEST, THAT WAS ME. I DID THAT. DID YOU ALL HEAR ME? I LAID […]
Continue ReadingThe Case of the Missing Eggs
Butterscotch’s day began like any other day. To her right she could see her three sisters and to her left, Ginger. She blinked her eyes and stretched her right wing and leg, fluffled her feathers, stretched out her left wing and leg, and then fluffled her feathers again. Butterscotch was first to wake every morning […]
Continue ReadingWho’s-The-Fluffin’-Man?
“When I start strutting, you girls sing: Go, go, go, go Tiger, it’s your birthday, gonna party like it’s your birthday. Or you could go with a chant like: Be impressive, be, be, impressive. Anything along those lines. Alright, here I go. Girls? Hey girls, where you going? Comon, it’ll be fun. Just try […]
Continue ReadingIt’s Gunna Be a Good Day
(to the tune of Ween’s “Help Me Scrape the Mucus From My Brain”) I woke up just before the dawn I’d slept on the lowest of low roosts Check my wings, they’re nice and clean Somehow missed by all the poos Tiger’s eyes are lost in feathers Head tucked under his neighbour’s wing And I’m […]
Continue ReadingHim or Hen?
My mornings begin much the same as other people living on the land. As I rise with the sun my first thoughts of the day are for the livestock. The flop/klump sound of gumboots on dew covered grass is overridden by the already active animals. It seems that whatever time I greet the new day […]
Continue ReadingOn Leadership
We have two very different roosters, with two very different leadership styles. Chunky is the biggest chicken in the flock, standing comb and hackle feathers above the largest hens. His feathers are white from his face to his feet with the faintest golden tips around his neck and back. Tiger has the classic rooster red, […]
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