Saturday, March 27, 2010

Chicken for lunch

"Don't go over that fence again," I scolded, "unless you want to be Emma's lunch." 

But clearly the Hen Who Loved to Stray did not listen.

Which explains how there came to be a rather impressive pile of feathers in the yard next door and a dog licking her chops after a rather larger than usual meal this noon.


Lady Farmer said...

Oh, dear! I am so sorry! I wrote a (true) little childrens story call "The Sad Tale of the Naughty Little Hen" a few years ago, which is about a *little hen who loved to stray*. A very similar ending, I'm afraid!

Anonymous said...

Oh my!!

Anonymous said...

Uh-oh! :-(