For instance, today was a beautiful, warm, sunny day. I opened up the door to the fenced yard so Ziva could choose to be in or out, enjoying the weather. At one point I looked from the studio to check on her and there was a chicken peeking inside from the threshold, looking like she wanted to come in. I told Ziva, "Get that chicken," and she hustled the bird back outside. I didn't think any more about it, and went back to work.
A while later my daughter came home. We chatted a few moments, then she went about her business. She reappeared a bit later, laughing and shaking her head. "I had NOTHING to do with this, Mom, but there is a chicken in the bathroom. She's settled down next to the toilet, looking like she may lay an egg. Want me to move her?" When I got done laughing I thought a moment and then replied, "Let's wait and see what happens."
I continued to work. About 25 minutes later my daughter came back,grinning, with a warm egg in hand. The chicken had left her offering then headed back outside. I think I can safely say that I don't know anyone else who ever had a chicken come inside and leave an egg by their potty.
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And what a pretty egg it is! It looks lavender in the photo!
When I was about three we still lived at the house where my father finished putting in the bathroom just before I was born (and didn't get the tile field dug until I was two months old because the ground was frozen) and the outhouse was still in good repair and my father and grandfather (when he came to visit) used it when they were working outdoors. One time my grandfather came in and got me and insisted I should be very quiet, as we approached the outhouse cautiously. There was one of the neighbor's hens sitting on a nest she must have built herself on the seat. I don't know whether she laid any eggs, but she was planning to!
Mary Anne in Kentucky
i am checking my bathroom now!
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