I seem to have lost my words, but I want to tell a short sweet story, so I hope this ends up making sense.
The two tiniest hens sleep in the barn loft at night, usually quite high up. Tonight (it just looks bright out back because I was metering off Woody in the dark-ish barn) the two hens hopped up on the cross gate together. The light blond chicken immediately flew straight up to the loft.
The blond and gray chicken danced around, looked up, walked to and fro, looked up, turned around, looked up, flapped her wings, walked to and fro looking up...and Woody walked over and stood next to her, exactly the way the sheep used to with the Sheep Chicken.
We are all still here, trying to take care of each other.
14 comments:
What a sweet thing for Woody to do! I thought your words were pretty good:) Glad everyone is taking care of everyone else at your place:)
Woody gets an A for effort. So much more goes on in their minds than they are given credit for.
Awww. Woody. <3 <3 <3
Woody is a sweetheart. So nice how they care about each other.
If only more people could get along and help each other the way your animals do.
They are an inspiration.
I love this! So sweet. Hang in there!
Perfect! Woody knew just what to do. I always miss you but understand when life gets in the way.
Oh, I love this!
Definitely something many people should learn.
This is the best and the sweetest story I've read in quite awhile. I can only imagine how it felt to see it happen.
What a special animal family you have!
kim
Aww. That's so sweet.
Maybe you will have a new Sheep Chicken?
All is well.
What a sweet story. Good for Woody!
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