03 May 2014
This is the second of the overdue posts.
The prompts are:
- The warmth of a smile
- The wind was kickin’ at my house
- Picture Prompt found on the whiteboard in the meeting room
It was windy – really windy. The wind was kickin’ at my house pretty good. Relentless.
Mid afternoon brought some respite from the gale so I ventured outside to see how the chickens were doing. All but one of them was accounted for, safely tucked away in the hen house. Only Noodle was missing. I hoped she hadn’t blown away.
Noodle was a friendly bird. She had assumed the role of ‘Mother Hen’ at my little egg factory. I call it an egg factory but in all honesty it was a small time operation. I got eggs for my own consumption and enough to earn a bit of extra scratch peddling eggs to some of the neighbors. I made enough money to buy chicken feed. But if Noodle had been carried away by the storm it could potentially change the dynamics of the coop. If ‘Mother Hen’ was missing it might interrupt the laying of the other birds.
I don’t have a graduate degree in chickenology gut I figured there might be a reason for me to worry. I needed to find Noodle, no doubt about it.
I began by searching underneath and behind all the nearby bushes. I came up empty so I broadened my search area and ventured outside the backyard fence. There she was, in the truck patch. Crouched between the lettuce and the radishes, sat Noodle. She sat with a rabbit. Was she protecting my produce? Was she keeping the pillaging bunny at bay? Was she protecting the hare? Keeping him from being swept away by the storm?
As I pondered, the rabbit leaned over and nibbled a leaf of lettuce. Noodle gave him a peck on the cheek and he seemed to smile. I think Chicken Noodle had fallen in love.
Time is up. Put down your writing implements and step away from the paper.