Posted 08-19-2004 at 04:04:42
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Yesterday, I cut up some over ripe tomatoes, put them in a dish, and made my way outside and down the steps into the back yard. Now, usually, everybody comes running, but everybody was over by the fence fretting, pacing away.
Hmmmmm...never had that happen before...went on out, and the closer I got to the fence where they were pacing, the more I understood their concern. One of the flock, Dottie, had decided to make her way, how she did I have no idea, to the neighbors yard. Lucky for her there are no dogs next door. There is however quite a jungle next door, and I am not exaggerating. We are talking, bamboo, honeysuckle, kudzu vines, downed limbs, grown up weeds and grass.
GREAT...now what should I do? The neighbors have this pile of wood and metal junk piled up, has been there since we moved here years ago. I got her to step up on that, but I still couldn't reach her. I went and got a board, I was going to try and get her to walk up it to me, too steep, wouldn't work. Man oh man, I am gonna have to brave the jungle.
I walk next door and knock on the door, and their son came to the door, he seems to always be there, no job, no girlfriend, no life, but...thats his business. I tell him I need to get into the back yard please, and wouldhe unlock the gate, told him why. He says Oh, it open, go on ahead.
Well, as I round the corner, I am expecting the worst, but to my surprise, they have hacked away at the jungle, and there was a few paths through the yard. I went over to the fence and called Dottie to me. I couldn't see her because of the old delapidated storage house and the leftover jungle. I went to the other end of the yard, and darnit, she had come where I called, but I was on the other end! So...back I trodded.
I am so glad these girls come right to me. She didn't want to be over there any more than I did. I picked her up, and carried her out of the jungle. I knocked on the door one more time to thank him for allowing back there to retrieve my girl.
Walked back home, put her down and all came running to welcome her back into the fold. Chickens are the funniest, silliest, sweetest things. I did tell Dottie she should stay on this side of the fence from now on...please. :)