Fluffy_Moth_With_Silkies
Crowing
Hello. I know it's random and crazy, but I'd like to rant about the time I almost got hit by a tree in a storm.
So it's about to start raining real hard and storm like crazy.
I've just been driven home by my mom and she says, "Go put the chickens away! I don't want them getting rained on." (These are my chickens btw) So I agree, and run out of the car up the from stairs to go put them away.
I get into the coop and herd the 3 up the stairs and close all the doors. Then, just as I close the last one, the wind gets really bad. Like, "I am about to kick some serious feathers with this wind right now" bad.
I walk out of the coop and before I get 2 feet away, something snaps.
Like. Like snaps. This painfully loud noise at the time. It's amazing how I kept moving after I heard that. It didn't last long though.
At about 2 feet away from the coop, it falls apart.
Not just everything. Not just my head. Not just my anxiety.
A tree.
An entire fricking tree. And it doesn't fall over there. Or over there. No, it falls directly towards my house and right in front of me.
I'm talking about 8 feet away from me. An entire tree. An entire large tree. 8 feet away.
And, believe it or not, I am panicking the ever loving tail feathers out of my head and I start crying.
Not break down crying. Not sad light tears. Not even bawling sad tears. Or happy tears, for that matter. No, I'm fricking panic crying. Like, I didn't even know that was a thing until then.
And my first thought is, "Oh my god, the chickens!!!" And it's so weird that I did that. I was two feet away from the coop and they were fine and didn't even know it was happening. But I rushed to check on them.
At this point it's full on raining and I am going to break down from stress.
So I check on the babies and make sure that they are fine. And they are clucking around like normal.
I run down to the car and jump in as I'm panic crying and my mom is like, "What??? Are the chickens ok? (She thought I was crying over the chickens) Are you ok? What's wrong?"
And I'm just in the back seat gasping for any air I can hold on to and saying that I almost got hit by a tree. She's obviously freaking out, and then my brother, who was getting his baseball stuff, comes out and says, "What was that giant crack?" My mom explains and he's like, "Oh." His baseball got cancelled so we stayed inside and I showed my mom through the super hard rain and the window that there was in fact a tree there.
Sorry for taking up your time with my stupid and very long and unnecessary story about a tree. It just came back and I thought about how crazy it was.
-Moth
So it's about to start raining real hard and storm like crazy.
I've just been driven home by my mom and she says, "Go put the chickens away! I don't want them getting rained on." (These are my chickens btw) So I agree, and run out of the car up the from stairs to go put them away.
I get into the coop and herd the 3 up the stairs and close all the doors. Then, just as I close the last one, the wind gets really bad. Like, "I am about to kick some serious feathers with this wind right now" bad.
I walk out of the coop and before I get 2 feet away, something snaps.
Like. Like snaps. This painfully loud noise at the time. It's amazing how I kept moving after I heard that. It didn't last long though.
At about 2 feet away from the coop, it falls apart.
Not just everything. Not just my head. Not just my anxiety.
A tree.
An entire fricking tree. And it doesn't fall over there. Or over there. No, it falls directly towards my house and right in front of me.
I'm talking about 8 feet away from me. An entire tree. An entire large tree. 8 feet away.
And, believe it or not, I am panicking the ever loving tail feathers out of my head and I start crying.
Not break down crying. Not sad light tears. Not even bawling sad tears. Or happy tears, for that matter. No, I'm fricking panic crying. Like, I didn't even know that was a thing until then.
And my first thought is, "Oh my god, the chickens!!!" And it's so weird that I did that. I was two feet away from the coop and they were fine and didn't even know it was happening. But I rushed to check on them.
At this point it's full on raining and I am going to break down from stress.
So I check on the babies and make sure that they are fine. And they are clucking around like normal.
I run down to the car and jump in as I'm panic crying and my mom is like, "What??? Are the chickens ok? (She thought I was crying over the chickens) Are you ok? What's wrong?"
And I'm just in the back seat gasping for any air I can hold on to and saying that I almost got hit by a tree. She's obviously freaking out, and then my brother, who was getting his baseball stuff, comes out and says, "What was that giant crack?" My mom explains and he's like, "Oh." His baseball got cancelled so we stayed inside and I showed my mom through the super hard rain and the window that there was in fact a tree there.
Sorry for taking up your time with my stupid and very long and unnecessary story about a tree. It just came back and I thought about how crazy it was.
-Moth
. It breaks my heart watching his fear. I understand your fear completely.
A branch is just as scary!
