Anyone ever take a chicken to work accidentally?
I did not once, not twice but three times this week.
I had it happen once before when I got to work and found one in my truck (suv) but this one is over the top.
I work about 20 minutes from home. Its a rough ride to work. Miles of bumpy washed out gravel roads then hilly, curvy two lane blacktop.
Last spring I acquired 4 showgirl chicks. Ended up with two pairs. The other day I was at work and another guy was there and out of the blue I see him running around out front. Of course he has me curious what the heck he's doing so when I get out there I see him pull something out from under a trailer. Its not only a chicken but its one of my little show girl pullets.
Of course everyone is amazed by this freaky chicken with a bare neck and fur instead of feathers. Everyone has a good laugh about me bringing my chicken to work. I decided she must have stowed away in my truck the night before. Ok no big deal. It has happened once before.
The next day I'm back at work. After a couple hours a young girl is there and says the dogs are chasing something outside. She is frantic they are going to kill it but isn't sure what it is. It looks like a strange chicken. No it can't be. Not again. But yes. Its the same pullet. I retrieve it unharmed and box it up and back into my truck.
Now I'm thinking how is she doing this. We all have another good laugh and everyone decides she just must have gotten in the truck the night before and hopped out when I got out.
Now I'm getting puzzled by this. How and when did she get in and when did she get out? I rarely leave my windows down at home and never at work. I'm thinking being a silkie there's no way she could of flew high enough to get into an open window. And she could of only gotten out when I opened the door and got out. How could she get out without me seeing her? Well it is still dark when I get to work. Maybe somehow she hopped out from behind my seat and went under the truck while I was grabbing my phone and coffee and I just didn't notice.
Took her back home and told my wife she did it again. Of course she laughed but I was too puzzled over this mystery and still couldn't figure it out. I know my windows were up the whole time. Its in the 40s here now. I'm just not believing this little pullet that can't fly is finding the exact right time to get into the truck and out of it at the same time I do and I'm not noticing. And its dark when I leave. About a hour or more before sunrise. She can't be doing this. No one else is up when I leave. Is someone putting her in my truck? Kids jacking with me? What is going on?
Day three I get in my truck turn on all four dome lights. Check everywhere. Ha no chicken today. Off to work. Get out. Watch closely. Shut door. Ha still no chicken. Off to work. Hour or so later the same young girl shows up and has a laugh about the chicken the day before. We go outside to get a saddle from her truck. Its just getting light now and what's that? I her a chicken cluck. Or do I? This chicken has me going crazy. Hearing things.
I look over at my truck just to make sure it my imagination.
What the heck? As I'm looking I see her hop from up underne0 my truck to the ground and quickly run under the trailer. Oh no this isn't happening. We both run over and look underneath. Yep its her. Same pullet. She has been roosting up in the frame under my truck and riding up there to work for the last three days. When the sun comes up she hops down and starts her adventure for the say.
This pullet is crazy. This story is crazy and maybe it has me crazy.
Silly chicken.
Eveyone at work has a grand ol time with this crazy stowaway chicken. I'm releived to have solved the mystery.
Now since apperantly she isn't going to stay at home and this young girl is amazed by this pullet and how adventurous and unique looking she is she will be the proud owner of her first flock. I'm giving her the pullet and a pair of the ones that a bought with her.
I did not once, not twice but three times this week.
I had it happen once before when I got to work and found one in my truck (suv) but this one is over the top.
I work about 20 minutes from home. Its a rough ride to work. Miles of bumpy washed out gravel roads then hilly, curvy two lane blacktop.
Last spring I acquired 4 showgirl chicks. Ended up with two pairs. The other day I was at work and another guy was there and out of the blue I see him running around out front. Of course he has me curious what the heck he's doing so when I get out there I see him pull something out from under a trailer. Its not only a chicken but its one of my little show girl pullets.
Of course everyone is amazed by this freaky chicken with a bare neck and fur instead of feathers. Everyone has a good laugh about me bringing my chicken to work. I decided she must have stowed away in my truck the night before. Ok no big deal. It has happened once before.
The next day I'm back at work. After a couple hours a young girl is there and says the dogs are chasing something outside. She is frantic they are going to kill it but isn't sure what it is. It looks like a strange chicken. No it can't be. Not again. But yes. Its the same pullet. I retrieve it unharmed and box it up and back into my truck.
Now I'm thinking how is she doing this. We all have another good laugh and everyone decides she just must have gotten in the truck the night before and hopped out when I got out.
Now I'm getting puzzled by this. How and when did she get in and when did she get out? I rarely leave my windows down at home and never at work. I'm thinking being a silkie there's no way she could of flew high enough to get into an open window. And she could of only gotten out when I opened the door and got out. How could she get out without me seeing her? Well it is still dark when I get to work. Maybe somehow she hopped out from behind my seat and went under the truck while I was grabbing my phone and coffee and I just didn't notice.
Took her back home and told my wife she did it again. Of course she laughed but I was too puzzled over this mystery and still couldn't figure it out. I know my windows were up the whole time. Its in the 40s here now. I'm just not believing this little pullet that can't fly is finding the exact right time to get into the truck and out of it at the same time I do and I'm not noticing. And its dark when I leave. About a hour or more before sunrise. She can't be doing this. No one else is up when I leave. Is someone putting her in my truck? Kids jacking with me? What is going on?
Day three I get in my truck turn on all four dome lights. Check everywhere. Ha no chicken today. Off to work. Get out. Watch closely. Shut door. Ha still no chicken. Off to work. Hour or so later the same young girl shows up and has a laugh about the chicken the day before. We go outside to get a saddle from her truck. Its just getting light now and what's that? I her a chicken cluck. Or do I? This chicken has me going crazy. Hearing things.
I look over at my truck just to make sure it my imagination.
What the heck? As I'm looking I see her hop from up underne0 my truck to the ground and quickly run under the trailer. Oh no this isn't happening. We both run over and look underneath. Yep its her. Same pullet. She has been roosting up in the frame under my truck and riding up there to work for the last three days. When the sun comes up she hops down and starts her adventure for the say.
This pullet is crazy. This story is crazy and maybe it has me crazy.
Silly chicken.
Eveyone at work has a grand ol time with this crazy stowaway chicken. I'm releived to have solved the mystery.
Now since apperantly she isn't going to stay at home and this young girl is amazed by this pullet and how adventurous and unique looking she is she will be the proud owner of her first flock. I'm giving her the pullet and a pair of the ones that a bought with her.
AWESOME!!!
Crazy bird.
