Faith and Hope

Maker:0x4c,Date:2017-10-24,Ver:4,Lens:Kan03,Act:Lar01,E-Y

FAITH is in the Bitter Barn because she is super broody. Don’t let her sweet look and cute floppy comb fool you. She’s a raving banshee. All the chickens and even Malfoy gives her a wide berth. She snuggled down with her imaginary eggs and occupied a nest box for two days with no break – no food, no water, no break. After four or so days in the Bitter Barn, she’ll be her old sweet self.

Maker:0x4c,Date:2017-10-24,Ver:4,Lens:Kan03,Act:Lar01,E-Y

HOPE is convalescing in the South Coop. Two days ago she stood in front of Farmer Man and chirped. Chickens cluck. Baby chicks chirp. He reached down, picked her up, and was shocked at how light she was.  When a chicken is sick, she is relegated to the bottom of the pecking order and frequently isn’t allowed to eat. We fed her medicated baby crumbles and put her in with Buttercup. Buttercup is at the bottom of all the chickens’ pecking order. She doesn’t mind a little company, and she’s enjoying Hope’s baby crumbles.

FAITH is in the Bitter Barn, and HOPE is not well. Good thing we don’t have a chicken named CHARITY.

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About JAB

Story-teller and Author I live on a farm with Farmer Man, two dogs, and fifty-five chickens. We follow Jesus. I write mysteries, thrillers, and science fiction. All my books are published on Amazon. Reviews on Amazon and Goodreads are much appreciated. Thou shalt not plagiarize. (See Commandment #8) But it's okay to share!
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2 Responses to Faith and Hope

  1. Aww, I hope she’s back to herself soon. Chickens usually scare me which I have no idea why because my grandad has had a farm since I was a baby.

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