How about that rain? Mom and Dad were happy for the grass and flowers and especially for the wildfires. Skeeter and I slept all day and were happy the rain stopped in time for our walk.
Mom got some fresh corn and made her special corn chowder and garlic bread supper. We got a little too but for some reason she keeps giving us dog food supplemented with some chicken or hamburg. It's good but we do appreciate a treat now and then.
Mom wrote this story a while ago but she has been trying to edit it. Maybe you'll enjoy it even if it's not perfect.
CHICKY
Like all chickens, Chicky was hatched from an egg. Chicky’s mother sat in her nest of hay for many days. She kept the kept her eggs warm so the baby chicks inside could grow and hatch.
When all the eggs hatched, the baby chicks looked exactly alike. No one could tell them apart, except their mother. She loved them all and kept them beside her under her wings for protection.
Before long they all began to grow. One of them, chicky, began to look a little different than the other baby chicks. The other chicks started to make fun of chicky.
They teased him and said,. “Your weird.”
Chicky was sad. “Do you still love me Mama?” Chicky asked.
“Of course,” she replied. “You are my chick and I will always love you.”
“But the other chicks tease me because I look different.”
“You look fine to me,” said Mama. “Sometimes it’s good to be different.”
Chicky was still sad. He wanted to be like the other chicks.
As time passed, Chicky spent more and more time alone. He began to look more different every day, so the teasing never stopped. Even some of the adult chickens noticed how different Chicky looked, but they just looked away.
All the chickens lived together in a shed they called a coop. Each one had her own nest They were looked after by old Mr. Rooster who would sit up on the fence and crow “Cock-A-Doodle-Doo” every morning to wake the chickens and the farmers family. He would also jump up on the fence and crow if there was any danger. That way he would alert the farmer and the farmer would come to the coop to make sure everything was OK.
One evening, when all the hens and their chicks were sleeping, Mr. Fox came sneaking up toward the hen house. He hoped to catch a chicken or two for his dinner.
Mr Rooster's sharp eyes saw the fox hiding behind a bush. Mr. Rooster was very old and had been having trouble jumping up on the fence. When he saw Mr. Fox he tried to jump up on the fence to warn the chickens and the farmer but he could not jump that high.
Like all chickens, Chicky was hatched from an egg. Chicky’s mother sat in her nest of hay for many days. She kept the kept her eggs warm so the baby chicks inside could grow and hatch.
When all the eggs hatched, the baby chicks looked exactly alike. No one could tell them apart, except their mother. She loved them all and kept them beside her under her wings for protection.
Before long they all began to grow. One of them, chicky, began to look a little different than the other baby chicks. The other chicks started to make fun of chicky.
They teased him and said,. “Your weird.”
Chicky was sad. “Do you still love me Mama?” Chicky asked.
“Of course,” she replied. “You are my chick and I will always love you.”
“But the other chicks tease me because I look different.”
“You look fine to me,” said Mama. “Sometimes it’s good to be different.”
Chicky was still sad. He wanted to be like the other chicks.
As time passed, Chicky spent more and more time alone. He began to look more different every day, so the teasing never stopped. Even some of the adult chickens noticed how different Chicky looked, but they just looked away.
All the chickens lived together in a shed they called a coop. Each one had her own nest They were looked after by old Mr. Rooster who would sit up on the fence and crow “Cock-A-Doodle-Doo” every morning to wake the chickens and the farmers family. He would also jump up on the fence and crow if there was any danger. That way he would alert the farmer and the farmer would come to the coop to make sure everything was OK.
One evening, when all the hens and their chicks were sleeping, Mr. Fox came sneaking up toward the hen house. He hoped to catch a chicken or two for his dinner.
Mr Rooster's sharp eyes saw the fox hiding behind a bush. Mr. Rooster was very old and had been having trouble jumping up on the fence. When he saw Mr. Fox he tried to jump up on the fence to warn the chickens and the farmer but he could not jump that high.
He tried to cock-a-doodle-doo but his voice was not that loud. He began to run around. Help! Help! he tried to shout. No one heard him....except Chicky. Chicky was sitting there alone in the yard feeling very sad.
“What’s wrong Mr. Rooster?” Chicky asked.
“I can’t get up on the fence and my voice is not loud enough any more. I can’t warn the chickens and the farmer that the fox is coming over the hill.
“Oh my,” said Chicky, “What will you do.”
“Oh my,” said Chicky, “What will you do.”
“I can’t do anything said Mr. Rooster. “It’s up to you to warn everyone.”
“How can I do that?” said Chicky.
“ You just jump up on that fence,” said Mr. Rooster. “Puff up your chest and say Cock-a-doodle-doo as loud as you can.”
It took a couple of tries but Chicky made it to the top of the fence.
It took a couple of tries but Chicky made it to the top of the fence.
“Good! Good!” said Mr. Rooster. “Now take a deep breath and say Cock-A-Doodle-Doo as loud as you can.”
Chicky took a deep breath. Then another. All of a sudden he let out the loudest Cock-A-Doodle-Doo ever heard on this farm.
The chickens began to run around squawking and the farmer came running. He got a big stick and chased the fox away.
The chickens and the farmer were very proud of Chicky. Chicky was a hero.
The chickens and the farmer were very proud of Chicky. Chicky was a hero.
“Can you ever forgive us for making fun of you?” asked the other chicks.
Chicky was very happy and forgave them for teasing him.
Chicky was different. He was a rooster. From that day on no one ever made fun of him again. Chicky was no longer sad but happy and proud that he was different. But, no one was prouder of Chicky than his Mama.
My quote for today is by Bete Midler.
"Cherish forever what makes you unique."
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