Jasmine yells, “Everychicken into the coop for a group meeting – I got a response to our letter!”
As the chickens all gathered around, Jamine began to read the response…
“Dear Ini, Mini, Miny and Jack & Jasmine”.
“What about me?”, asked Mo indignantly.
“ They are retired. I am sure it was just an oversight.”
(“or because you’re Stinky…”), said Miny under her breath.
“Hey, THAT wasn’t ME!” said Mo even more indignant.
Jasmine continued, “We would be delighted to have you join us in North Carolina.”
There was an eruption of cheers and crows from the group.
“Shh – there’s more.” as Jasmine turned the page.
“P.S. Don’t these recipes look delicious??!
“What’s a recipe?”, asked Mo.
“I think it has to do with these pictures. I recognize the greens and the grains and I think that is fruit…but what’s THAT?”, wondered Jasmine.
“Oh wait, there’s a caption. Hmm, “Basil, Peach Chi…Chi (gulp)…Chicken Breast’ and – oh my, ‘Buttermilk-Brined Grilled Chicken’.”
There was an audible gasp among the group as they realized an unthinkable thought.
“Do you mean to say our Chicken Sitters who are moving to North Carolina EAT Chickens?”, asked Mo as her eyes almost popped out of her head.
“They seemed like such a nice couple”, said Ini, shaking her head.
Jack chimed in, “Maybe it’s not so bad here after all. Maybe we should stay”
“Yeah, we have survived 4 snow storms and I am sure there won’t be any more.”, chirped Mini.
“All in favor of staying?”, asked Jasmine.
Six wings immediately shot up.
Meanwhile, on the big house TV…
“Ch.5 meteorologist here. It’s gonna be another snow storm tonight! Hunker down. Don’t let the calendar fool you. It may say “spring starts Wednesday” but we are in the 4-8” belt…”