Peanut the chicken is missing. This is very sad. Peanut is by far my favorite chicken of this years flock. She loves me. Every time I walk out to the coop, once she sees me, she comes running over to the gate, sits down, and waits for me to pick her up.
And now she has gone missing. All I know is this: She was there yesterday morning when I fed the chickens their morning snack. When I went out later to work in the garden, she was gone. Which was not unusual, as she has taken to escaping every few days or so for a few hours at a time.
She’s a bit of an escape artist that one. But she’s so lovable, and cute, so I don’t mind.
But this time is different.
In the past, all I’ve had to do was call her name and she would pop out of the bushes and come running towards me. I’d pick her up, talk to her, and put her back. End of story.
But she didn’t come home last night, and now I am very, very sad. I want my chicken back!