Hello everyone. Praise the Lord!
I was in a tavern in central Wisconsin, just a few miles south of Wautoma. My wife and I were eating a chicken dinner with an elderly lady, seventy-two years old, but looking like she is twenty years younger. She was very nice and a bit plump. The chicken dinner reminded her of the chicken story.
With a sly smile she explained how that years ago, her and her now deceased husband, lived in Milwaukee, and had a small farm here in central Wisconsin. They would work and live in Milwaukee, then spend the weekends at the farm, a little over a hundred miles away.
At their country weekend farm, they grew vegetables, hay, and chickens. One weekend, when they were leaving back for home, they stopped at a McDonald's and a few stores before arriving home. They spent several hours at the stores and a two hour drive home. While they were gone a neighbor looked after the little farm for the eggs that the chickens provided.
They unloaded the car, then went in for the night. Soon, a neighbor knocked on their door. They answered, and the neighbor asked if they have any chickens. After they said yes, the neighbor pointed outside.
Out in their front yard was a chicken walking around! Apparently, a chicken had hidden underneath the car as they left the farm, and stayed there as they made their extra stops, the the two hour drive home to Milwaukee!
That goes to show us that we should never underestimate the prowess of a determined chicken! If only we could be as determined as that hen in life. They guided the chicken into the garage and kept her there until the next trip to the farm.
William James Roop
