MY MISS UNDERSTOOD CHICKEN This is my story of what I believe to be a lonely and a miss understood Chicken. I am in the Air National Guard, our unit got activated to leave for Afghanistan. Between all the training we had to do before going over there. I was gone for most of 2012. This was my second time to deploy to the middle east. This time was one of the hardest deployments I have ever been on. This time the war got up front and personal. I was part of a 7 man team. We wear the Air Force uniform and was assigned to the Army’s 1st infantry 335th signal command. I don’t think the army command really understood what we could do for them. Once we proved ourselves and what our job was, They began using us everywhere. We convoyed, flew, and helicopter. all over Afghanistan. We were IED, shot at , rocket attacks, helping the wounded, didn’t sleep for days ( only cat naps). The Army would sometimes wake us up in the middle of the night to leave on missions. When we would get to these outposts we had to prove ourselves again and again. It never got easier. After being back from Afghanistan and trying to readjust to civilian life. We were sent to New Mexico. I called my wife to see how things are going at home. She told me about this big old hen that found it’s way to our house and is living in our backyard. I finely got home went out to my backyard and there she was. She was very caution, stayed away from us for about 2 weeks. I would put food and water out for her and at night she would roost in our tree. Finely she came close enough for me to touch her and after a little time pet her and finely hold her and now she will come and sit on my lap. I don’t see her leaving anytime soon so I built her a coop. She is not fenced in and could leave at anytime. I began to think why she wanted to be alone. Maybe she got tried of having to prove herself around other chickens day after day. Somehow her and I were a like. Since I have been back my wife has noticed changes in me. I feel miss understood, I don’t want to socialize and thinking I have to prove myself. I know this sounds a little crazy, but it feels as if myself and this hen have connected somehow, I feel more at peace and her too. I don’t know why she came to my yard, but I do know this she makes me feel a little less miss understood.