August 21, 2014, Prisoner 981
Entry 1
Here I write the account of the past few days' escape attempts, lest in the future I forget them. To prevent this from being used against me if found by the prison guards, I must obscure some facts. However, I will write as truthfully as is safe.
I pride...
Lady: I have found a way to escape, and the Food People do not yet know it... :3
Gertie: Yeah, lucky escape artist. I can never find a way out... Look, a person! *tries to crow like a rooster* BaCOO! Corrraccckkkk!
Princess: *Covers ears* Agh! What is that horrible noise?!
Gertie: BUAK-BAK CUROOOO!!!
Lady: O.O Are you trying to crow, Gertie? You are such a tomhen.
Gertie: Well the Food People aren't letting us free range, so I have to get their attention somehow.
Princess: *Pecking at something* That's because they have a field of new grass that they don't want...
Me: Well, it turns out she had prolapsed vent, a pretty bad case of it, too. It was too late to treat, so we had to put her down. That was me a bit ago. Miss Terry will be greatly missed, she was the most personable, curious chicken, who had a wonderful stink eye. Rest in peace, our dearest...
I recently noticed that my elderly (not sure exact age) Barred Rock hen has some issue in the vent area.
Our dog got into the chicken coop earlier, but my mom said that everyone looked fine. Later, I was adding a new layer of shavings to the coop when I noticed blood. Terry, the Barred Rock...
Me: Hi, guys. We just found out that there's something wrong with Miss Terry. I'm still not exactly sure what. Early this morning our puppy had dug into the chicken coop. Mama had dragged her out not too long after and she said that everyone looked fine.
Later, I was putting a fresh layer of...
Lady: It's our birthday today! :D
Gertie: Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me!
Princess: Gertie...
Terry: Well, it's not mine, but at least I get to eat their scratch cake. :D
Gertie: Hmm, I don't think so, Elanor. I don't have any left. Ask Omelette!
Lady: It takes me a long time to break. Although, the Food People haven't tried ice packs. They sound unpleasant.
Princess: Hello, Colonel, and welcome to the chat thread!
Terry: Our new coop is smaller, although the run is bigger. And the run has grass in it!
Lady: I can't find any escape route...
Gertie: Guys!!! They burned our old coop! There's no point in escaping, we can no longer return. *dramatic...
Gertie: You made his one feather molt! Hahahaha!!!!
Lady: Poor rooster, he must be very embarrassed not to have any feathers..
Princess: Guess what, guys! We got a new coop! But I like our old one better.
Lady: We escaped from it yesterday, all four of us.
Terry: But then the holes were...
Princess, Terry, and Lady: *waiting to see what happens*
Gertie: GRRRRRR. Of course you need to know how to be broody. I shall be your instructor. First, sit on eggs. Second fluff your feathers out. Third, do this. GRRRRRR.
Terry: I laid an egg!!!
Princess: So the old lady is a spring chicken again. :)
Terry: *mutters* I'm not that old...
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Lady: A new chicken coop is being built for us!
Princess: Are you sure it's for us? I have heard rumors that they are going to get chicks soon...