Getting Chickened, Again.

Yes. That’s a Thing.

I like to refer to the place where my metal chicken is installed as a “Gated Community”.

One February morning I was hauling out the recycling and was startled by THIS intruder.

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Someone’s a giver. A Chicken Giver.

“FREEZE!  And no one gets hurt!” I blurted, double-handed gun fingers aimed perfectly at his comb. He knew I meant business.

Whoever put this fairly handsome metal rooster inside my gate, staring right at BUC got my attention and obviously shares my sense of humor.

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Hey! Hey! (or, Hei Hei)

 

A week later, ← THIS one showed up.  For those of us who don’t speak Mãori, or “Disney” this is HeiHei,   (say ‘hay hay’) Moana’s interruption; comic relief; chicken.

Looks like HeiHei woke up on top of my car after a  roofie-riddled night out.  Lucky for HeiHei, he came out of his fog near a potential ally, the not-so-free-range big ugly chicken.

The Chickens Plot Thickens.

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On Easter weekend, the culprit(s) returned.  BUC had been “egged”.  Chocolate? Nope. Deviled? Nah. Not over easy either.  Full-on Easter-Bunny-Glitter-Fancy Egged.

As of the writing of this post, the whodunit remains unsolved.  Miss Scarlet in the Conservatory with the Candlestick?  (Fact: I.Will.Play.Clue.ANY. DAY. And I regularly use my favorite 1987 Parker Brothers board game to haze my out-of-town guests.)

BUC’s human buddies have a storied past of sending him Alloy Allies — or Poultry of Precious Metal Competition. Heretofore BUC has not taken up rooster fighting. You know, because he’s a Lover.

Roosters. The Gifts that keep Giving.

Here’s a gift from Betsy. Meet 1950’s cast iron Flat Stanley.

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Flat Stanley

 

 

 

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Rain Beau

 

 

This is Rain Beau from Lori & Ed.

 

 

Chicken Little, from my BFF.

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Chicken Little
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Stop Thief!

 

←Here, Maureen tries to make off with him.

 

 

 

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Kitchen Chicken

 

Brandon gave me this one for my kitchen. He used to have a partner, but it encountered an unfortunate end while I was trying to cook something.

 

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Fa-La-La-La-La Flamingo

 

Christine… Ah. Close enough. Sweet Avian Contribution.

 

 

 

 

 

What else can I say to you fellow weirdos, but… thanks for contributing to the gift shoppe economy?

 

 

 

Author: myyearasapoliticallyactivechicken

I was nine when I produced the thriller "The Giggle Bug". One toxic bite, and you DIE laughing. I was much older when I produced "Who Cut the Cake?!" A matrimony -n- cheese served up in a mystery dinner theatre. At my wedding. I played the part of the bride.

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