New Travels Part Eight

This is Rooster Man. Yeah, bet you didn’t know that a chicken would be taking over the dog blog today. Well, I am. And you better listen up. Also, I ask you to reserve judgement on the persons during this story until the end..and that our friends is still to come.
I have been bored reading these stories on the blog the past 2 weeks. Girl Person being long winded, Brickle beating around the bush yesterday. So, I am going to tell you like it is today. No fluffy words…I have enough fluff and plumage. Nope. No sugar coating it like Digby’s pancakes. And no arresting anyone. Anyone. Listen up. I’m about to give it to you straight, cause I am tired. Real tired. And my hens, Sonoma and Izzy are dern tired too.
So the persons moved from our yellow house to a place 30 miles away until they could go to California in January. You know this. NO secret. Yep, they moved us. In a car. Gandma’s Honda. And it was not fun. They have already told you this. Nothing new here folks. It wasn’t an easy trip and the chickens and I did not like being out there by ourselves. Yes, the persons couldn’t help it because the rental flooded. And yes, they were still taking good care of us, but we were lonely. And Girl Person and Boy Person had a talk with us. I will share with you not all the details, because that is privileged information. And I am not going to linger on and one with explaining why and how and why and how again like Girl Person and Boy Person. Here. It. Is. Straight.
Where the persons have to stay until January does not allow chickens. They did not know how stressful moving us 30 miles would be. We are older chickens. WE cannot take this stress. I do not want to go 2500 miles in a cage. I do not. I would rather be on a farm with 14 other chickens, 5 goats, 3 kids and 2 rabbits. I would rather free range all day on land with persons and other featherkids. Yes, I miss Brickle and Digby. Yes, I miss the persons. But yo. I would rather go to this place for awhile. A vacancy opened up. Boy Person built us an expensive coop. They moved it over there, another 30 miles. And we have earned our new name. 3 Traveling Chickens.
Now. The persons are only 10 minutes from this farm. They are visiting us. They are making sure we are ok. And they say in January, we will consider again the possibility of making the trek to California. But for now, we are happy. We still get to see everyone, and folks? I have 14 new girlfriends!! The persons say we have never been happier. And that makes them sad yet happy. The persons are crying every day. They say they did not abandon us. They say it would be selfish to kill us on a trek we could not take. And I agree. Um….14 new girlfriends? Did I mention that?
So this moving thing….after 2 times of moving us and our coop, we are somewhere new for awhile. Somewhere with people who love us and persons who love us who visit us. Don’t worry about us….or I will tell the Sheriff to arrest you. I promised no arrests though. I forgot.
Digby will continue tomorrow….no lengthy goodbyes from me though. It’s been nice talking to you, and I will miss writing this blog…but girlfriends? Did I mention that?
-The one and ONLY Rooster Man

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