We
went to the park today to see the chickens. When we got there, they were all
sleeping in their coop. Upon hearing Troy’s quite loud voice, they all started
to come out to see us. Several of them jumped down from the upper level of the
“housing unit,” but one stopped at the edge of the roof and wouldn’t jump. She
kept walking back and forth, looking down indecisively. She was trying to
calculate the height of the house to ground, look for a soft spot of dirt,
figure out if she was going to break her twiggy leg…you know, the usual things
that go through a chicken’s mind. It looked like she was scared to take the
plunge. So, I told her, “Don’t think about it. Just jump! If you think about
it, you’ll chicken out!”
