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OK Part 7 continued........
(WARNING: this part of the story can get a little scary :| but this is exactly what happened.....)
The chickens enjoyed the day of freedom. It felt good to get some fresh grass, since they had eaten all it in their run. Seth and his hens explored the backyard, around the front yard, and back a little ways in the woods. They picked at anything they saw moving in the grass.
By the end of the day, the kids had to go back to their mother's house. They each said good bye to their beloved chickens, giving their favorite an extra kiss good bye and a treat. Then, as the sun set, Seth, Apricot and Peach were closed back in their coop. But before they went, they took one last look at the vivid orange and pink sunset, before the coop door was shut and all was silent. Marty and Ty were put to bed too.
All seemed to be normal as the farmer checked the coops one last time. Then, after he was satisfied, he went inside the house for the night.
An owl hooted in the distance as the stars shone brightly down over the dark and spooky woods. Seth and the hens were fast asleep and all was silent except for the owls and the sound of leaves crackling under deer's feet as they foraged around in the woods.
Early morning soon came, as the sun just barely shone through the trees. It was still quite dark out. Apricot found her way to the familiar nest box and left a brown egg, as she always did. Then, when she finally left, Peach quietly did the same. She hopped out of the nest box and went once more to snuggle up with Seth and Apricot. Suddenly, Seth clucked warningly. He sensed something strange....something unfamiliar....the scent of a predator... He looked around, straining his large eyes for any sign of movement. But this was hard because it was so dark in the coop. Peach and Apricot sensed his wariness, and they too strained their ears and eyes for anything. But all they could smell was a foul odor that sent a chill down their spines.
Then, Seth jolted up as he heard the sound of something scratching gently against the coop door. It stopped, then started again. Then, it began moving. Seth eyed it suspiciously, as the three of them stood huddled together. Peach, curious to see what it was, hopped down on the perch. Seth clucked warningly again, telling her to stay up high where she would be safer. But Peach refused.
"I think it's the humans maybe." She simply decided. She watched as the mini door twitched a little. She got closer, eyeing it. Seth's heart raced, and so did Apricot's. They knew that it may only be the humans checking on them, but the foul odor...the quietness...It was all making them queasy and uneasy as they stood there, not knwoing what to do or how to react.
Suddenly, a small snout stuck through a hole! Peach jumped back in surprise, and fell off the perch. She clucked frighteningly, trying to find the perch again. Seth cackled threateningly at whatever was trying to break into the coop, but even though he tried his best to sound tough, he was just as scared as the hens. Apricot called frantically to Peach, who hobbled around on the coop floor, looking for the perch. But the darkness blinded her. Then, the hole that the creature chewed became bigger, and before Peach could think twice, a furry, ugly head slipped through the small hole. Then, it's body. Soon, it was all the way through. It thumped to the ground and growled at the shocked hen, showing it's vicious teeth. It was way smaller than a chicken, but Peach knew it was aggressive. She clucked loudly. But just then, the tiny squirrel sized animal leaped at her, trying to grab her throat. She flapped her small wings and screamed, jumping to one side. Seth crowed madly, then hopped down and kicked the animal with his spurs, but it didn't affect it that much. Apricot paced back and forth, trying to escape. She yelled to her friends, "Seth! Peach! Come on! Get up here!" Peach tried, but fell back down. The animal, seeing her fall, took his great leap once more. This time, Peach didn't see it coming. In one violent motion, the creature locked his jaws on the back of her neck. She cackled in surprise, then fell to the ground. The creature still held on, and could taste warm blood. Peach took several last gasps of breath, then was silent. Apricot and Seth stared in shock, as they watched their beloved friend lay dead and her killer began his feast. The ugly creature sucked the warm blood from the hen's neck. Seth remained quiet. So did Apricot.
After a moment of silence, Seth realized what would happen if he didn't get himself and Apricot out. He gazed up at the door, not making a sound. But he knew that it was locked shut, and it would be very hard to break through. He glanced up at Apricot, who seemed to be in total shock. She still stared at her sister's lifeless body and the creature. But before Seth could plan anything, the creature suddenly turned around. He hissed angrily, watching the hen up on the top perch. She caught his gaze, and realized that she must be his next target. She clucked quietly, knowing that this must be it. She glance down at Seth, who stared at her sadly. She knew that he couldn't save her, try as he might. But before she went down too, she would fight for her life and for Seth's life. She clucked loudly, showing her pride. The creature licked his lips. Then, with one sudden leap, Apricot flew down and landed right on the creature. It squealed madly and darted away from her, then turned and jumped up at her. Seth crowed his challenge once more, then charged the hungry beast. He kicked his spurs out with all his might, knocking the creature down. At the same time, Apricot pecked him hard on the head. Now, he was mad. He spat and growled at the two chickens who were fighting for their lives. He leaped once more aiming for Seth. Apricot jumped at the animal, beating her wings on him. He missed Seth's throat by an inch, but instead, was met by Apricots'. He clamped down on her neck, and she clucked sadly. Seth, over in the corner, watched as she, too, took her last breaths, then was still. She had saved his life by jumping in front of the creature when he was about to strike him. The creature drank the blood of the hen. Seth flapped his wings madly and leaped at the coop door, knowing that he must escape or he would end up the same way as his poor hens. He bounced off the door. The creature was too distracted with his new meal to pay any attention to the desperate rooster. Seth tried again, and each time, the door became more loose. He slammed up against the door over and over again, and just as the creature was about finished, the door finally and suddenly slammed open, and Seth came tumbling down the ramp to his run. He sprinted to the corner and hopped up on the perch, shaking violently. He stared at the coop door, waiting for the creature to show its ugly face. But it never did.
The sun peaked over the trees. The farmer cheerfully and unknowingly slipped out of bed, well rested. Today would be a good day he thought to himself. The weather was to be nice and sunny all day. And there was only a week left before spring would be more than halfway over. He chuckled to himself as he thought about how the chickens would love taking dirt baths in the sun and on the hot days of summer. The kids would be there most of the time, once school was out. The chickens would also love this.
As he made himself coffee, he glanced out the kitchen window.
"What the- who left the chicken coop door open?" He murmured as he spied the door hanging, unlocked. He then slipped his boots on and walked out to the coop.
"Hey! What are you doing out here?" He gasped as Seth sat up on the perch, still shaken from this morning's terrible events. "What's the matter, boy?" The farmer looked puzzled at the rooster, whose eyes were still large and he stood as still as a statue, staring at the coop door. The farmer shrugged and went to open the door to collect the eggs. But the smile quickly faded from his old face as he stared down at the two lifeless bodies of the hens. His face was pale. Feathers lay scattered everywhere on the coop floor and the sawdust had some blood stains in it. He gulped, and closed his eyes. A tear trickled down his cheek. He closed the coop door and looked out at the woods, still shocked at what he had found. Then, he trudged back to the house, hanging his head in misery. But he soon returned to see if there were any eggs. He found the two perfect eggs....the eggs that his beloved hens had laid...and the last eggs that they would ever lay again. He gently carried them into the house.
well, that's all for now. I will continue the story tomorrow.
The chickens enjoyed the day of freedom. It felt good to get some fresh grass, since they had eaten all it in their run. Seth and his hens explored the backyard, around the front yard, and back a little ways in the woods. They picked at anything they saw moving in the grass.
By the end of the day, the kids had to go back to their mother's house. They each said good bye to their beloved chickens, giving their favorite an extra kiss good bye and a treat. Then, as the sun set, Seth, Apricot and Peach were closed back in their coop. But before they went, they took one last look at the vivid orange and pink sunset, before the coop door was shut and all was silent. Marty and Ty were put to bed too.
All seemed to be normal as the farmer checked the coops one last time. Then, after he was satisfied, he went inside the house for the night.
An owl hooted in the distance as the stars shone brightly down over the dark and spooky woods. Seth and the hens were fast asleep and all was silent except for the owls and the sound of leaves crackling under deer's feet as they foraged around in the woods.
Early morning soon came, as the sun just barely shone through the trees. It was still quite dark out. Apricot found her way to the familiar nest box and left a brown egg, as she always did. Then, when she finally left, Peach quietly did the same. She hopped out of the nest box and went once more to snuggle up with Seth and Apricot. Suddenly, Seth clucked warningly. He sensed something strange....something unfamiliar....the scent of a predator... He looked around, straining his large eyes for any sign of movement. But this was hard because it was so dark in the coop. Peach and Apricot sensed his wariness, and they too strained their ears and eyes for anything. But all they could smell was a foul odor that sent a chill down their spines.
Then, Seth jolted up as he heard the sound of something scratching gently against the coop door. It stopped, then started again. Then, it began moving. Seth eyed it suspiciously, as the three of them stood huddled together. Peach, curious to see what it was, hopped down on the perch. Seth clucked warningly again, telling her to stay up high where she would be safer. But Peach refused.
"I think it's the humans maybe." She simply decided. She watched as the mini door twitched a little. She got closer, eyeing it. Seth's heart raced, and so did Apricot's. They knew that it may only be the humans checking on them, but the foul odor...the quietness...It was all making them queasy and uneasy as they stood there, not knwoing what to do or how to react.
Suddenly, a small snout stuck through a hole! Peach jumped back in surprise, and fell off the perch. She clucked frighteningly, trying to find the perch again. Seth cackled threateningly at whatever was trying to break into the coop, but even though he tried his best to sound tough, he was just as scared as the hens. Apricot called frantically to Peach, who hobbled around on the coop floor, looking for the perch. But the darkness blinded her. Then, the hole that the creature chewed became bigger, and before Peach could think twice, a furry, ugly head slipped through the small hole. Then, it's body. Soon, it was all the way through. It thumped to the ground and growled at the shocked hen, showing it's vicious teeth. It was way smaller than a chicken, but Peach knew it was aggressive. She clucked loudly. But just then, the tiny squirrel sized animal leaped at her, trying to grab her throat. She flapped her small wings and screamed, jumping to one side. Seth crowed madly, then hopped down and kicked the animal with his spurs, but it didn't affect it that much. Apricot paced back and forth, trying to escape. She yelled to her friends, "Seth! Peach! Come on! Get up here!" Peach tried, but fell back down. The animal, seeing her fall, took his great leap once more. This time, Peach didn't see it coming. In one violent motion, the creature locked his jaws on the back of her neck. She cackled in surprise, then fell to the ground. The creature still held on, and could taste warm blood. Peach took several last gasps of breath, then was silent. Apricot and Seth stared in shock, as they watched their beloved friend lay dead and her killer began his feast. The ugly creature sucked the warm blood from the hen's neck. Seth remained quiet. So did Apricot.
After a moment of silence, Seth realized what would happen if he didn't get himself and Apricot out. He gazed up at the door, not making a sound. But he knew that it was locked shut, and it would be very hard to break through. He glanced up at Apricot, who seemed to be in total shock. She still stared at her sister's lifeless body and the creature. But before Seth could plan anything, the creature suddenly turned around. He hissed angrily, watching the hen up on the top perch. She caught his gaze, and realized that she must be his next target. She clucked quietly, knowing that this must be it. She glance down at Seth, who stared at her sadly. She knew that he couldn't save her, try as he might. But before she went down too, she would fight for her life and for Seth's life. She clucked loudly, showing her pride. The creature licked his lips. Then, with one sudden leap, Apricot flew down and landed right on the creature. It squealed madly and darted away from her, then turned and jumped up at her. Seth crowed his challenge once more, then charged the hungry beast. He kicked his spurs out with all his might, knocking the creature down. At the same time, Apricot pecked him hard on the head. Now, he was mad. He spat and growled at the two chickens who were fighting for their lives. He leaped once more aiming for Seth. Apricot jumped at the animal, beating her wings on him. He missed Seth's throat by an inch, but instead, was met by Apricots'. He clamped down on her neck, and she clucked sadly. Seth, over in the corner, watched as she, too, took her last breaths, then was still. She had saved his life by jumping in front of the creature when he was about to strike him. The creature drank the blood of the hen. Seth flapped his wings madly and leaped at the coop door, knowing that he must escape or he would end up the same way as his poor hens. He bounced off the door. The creature was too distracted with his new meal to pay any attention to the desperate rooster. Seth tried again, and each time, the door became more loose. He slammed up against the door over and over again, and just as the creature was about finished, the door finally and suddenly slammed open, and Seth came tumbling down the ramp to his run. He sprinted to the corner and hopped up on the perch, shaking violently. He stared at the coop door, waiting for the creature to show its ugly face. But it never did.
The sun peaked over the trees. The farmer cheerfully and unknowingly slipped out of bed, well rested. Today would be a good day he thought to himself. The weather was to be nice and sunny all day. And there was only a week left before spring would be more than halfway over. He chuckled to himself as he thought about how the chickens would love taking dirt baths in the sun and on the hot days of summer. The kids would be there most of the time, once school was out. The chickens would also love this.
As he made himself coffee, he glanced out the kitchen window.
"What the- who left the chicken coop door open?" He murmured as he spied the door hanging, unlocked. He then slipped his boots on and walked out to the coop.
"Hey! What are you doing out here?" He gasped as Seth sat up on the perch, still shaken from this morning's terrible events. "What's the matter, boy?" The farmer looked puzzled at the rooster, whose eyes were still large and he stood as still as a statue, staring at the coop door. The farmer shrugged and went to open the door to collect the eggs. But the smile quickly faded from his old face as he stared down at the two lifeless bodies of the hens. His face was pale. Feathers lay scattered everywhere on the coop floor and the sawdust had some blood stains in it. He gulped, and closed his eyes. A tear trickled down his cheek. He closed the coop door and looked out at the woods, still shocked at what he had found. Then, he trudged back to the house, hanging his head in misery. But he soon returned to see if there were any eggs. He found the two perfect eggs....the eggs that his beloved hens had laid...and the last eggs that they would ever lay again. He gently carried them into the house.
well, that's all for now. I will continue the story tomorrow.
