Tragedy Strikes!

Marina Investigating the Sight of the Chicken Tragedy

It started out an innocent day. DeeJay off to school. Falcom off to school. Marina and I playing around the house. Marina went to Valda's and I talked on the phone to Suzanne. Somehow, my room got clean while talking. Things were going great.

I looked out the window of the bathroom and I noticed the chickens going crazy outside! Tragedy! A hawk had struck. The chickens are so excited about the snow melting, they were spending a lot of time under the trees across the road.

I found the pile of feathers and Marina decided that they were the feathers of our beloved 'Speedy' (who started life named 'Hunter'. Hunter, hunted, bad irony.) Marina took this picture of some of the recovered feathers as evidence that an attack had taken place, and the pattern of color definitely resembled Speedy.

When Falcom found out about the attack he was inconsolable. Until we went to Tarri's at Moose Run Metalworks and sold her a dozen turkey eggs. She gave the kids $6. I couldn't believe it. She's a spoiler. Then she took us to show us her fantastic heirloom chickens; Icelandic and Sumatran. She said that the Sumatrans are so black that even their bones are black. The roosters are all so mean that Merlin has developed a special net to grab the eggs from the cages, like a lacrosse net. Marina loved that and is now in the mood to redesign our chicken operation to include a new egg retrieval system. Then Tarri gave the kids each a scallop shell and a blue egg and we were off to Priscilla's.

Falcom fell back apart in the car and was only able to pull it back together again at Priscilla's. We finished the day at the movie, Nim's Island. When the daughter is reunited with the dad they hug and hug and Marina said, "That's just like what will happen for me and Dad." She is darling!

Then Falcom decided that he was going to puke the whole way home. Nice. He may have puked a little out in the driveway, but that did not stop him from licking the spoon from his cupcake batter. "Cake can't make me sick mom! Only the popcorn." He is passed out dead now. I am hoping that he is just over stimulated and is not getting sick for his birthday. That would totally suck!

I just got in from the coop where it looks like every chicken is home to roost. In fact, it looks like Speedy may well be cuddling up with the rooster. Hum... Well, if Speedy is in fact out there it will be a Falcom Birthday miracle. If not, here is a memorial photo of Speedy, whispering into the ear of her beloved sister in nest, Princess Lay'a