Rainy Day Women

You’ve no doubt heard the phrase “mad as a wet hen”? Multiply that times four and you can imagine what I heard when I stepped into the coop this morning. Then add in the coinkidink that the CE decided to start work on a drainage system for the coop yesterday and you’ve got mad and muddy wet hens. Is that the same as a mudhen?

Autumn shakes off the raindrops

Autumn shakes off the raindrops

Under construction...again

Under construction...again

Where is the doorman with our umbrella?

Where is the doorman with our umbrella?

Oh well, we need the rain, right?

About polloplayer

Empty nester searching for meaning of life through the occasional chicken epiphany.
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1 Response to Rainy Day Women

  1. Emperor de' Pollo says:

    It is late and I want to go to bed so I can’t provide the proper comment to this and the previous column. But in my humble, possibly addled, opinion, you have outdone yourself. These two pieces are your best work. You need to be writing for Letterman, no, make that Leno (he really needs a LOT of help). You have soared, or possibly flapped, way beyond the chicken arena and should be looking for new challenges for your writing. And I don’t say this just because I am your husband, although there will be whispers and possibly false rumors about me buttering you up so I can get to eat the first egg, due, hopefully, within the month. In any case: Well done and keep them coming!!

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