2009/02/09
The Chicken with Rabbies
Today, I got to visit Willie, Mister, and Fuzzles. And today, Willie got me a THIRD gift. I found it in my bathtub. My owners were not home, so I was glad to find out my owners wouldn't be seeing this gift. It was a chicken. "A chicken? Why do I need a chicken?" I asked. Willie squawked out the answer to my question. "You accepted a toucan, a giraffe and a lemur. I thought you could accept an animal that didn't live in the jungle for a change." I decided I ain't needin' this chicken. But Willie said, "If you don't accept the chicken, I'll kill it." That toucan was cruel. I didn't want any deaths happening later. So I took the chicken and hid it in a bin. I named the chicken "Destiny" because this looked like a persistant chicken. Madison came into my brother's room, whitch is where I hid the chicken. "What's that in your bin?" Madison asked. "Uh- nothing, see ya'-" I started. "You have something back there. Either that or your butt said 'cluck'. " Madison said. Madison stared into the bin. "A chicken? Why did Willie give you a chicken?" Madison asked. "I had to take it, unless I wanted it killed!" I said. Then, the chicken did a funny preformance. Then, I knew for the first time ever that Destiny, was rabbid!
"RUN, IT'S RABID!" I cried. Madison and I made a run for it. Willie must've known that Destiny was rabid, too. So he flew away. Mister followed. And Fuzzles climbed a tree out of Destiny's reach. Madison and I were left with no other place to hide. So, we made a run for it. We ran all the way downtown. "Madison-" I started saying, panting. "What?" Madison said. "I shouln't have taken Destiny!" I said. The angry chicken ran toward a nearby chicken pen. It was unguarded. The chicken started clucking things out to all those chickens. Then, the results, were a whole army of angry chickens.
"I'm too tired!" I said. So I dropped. Madison dropped onto the ground too. The chickens came to me. And Destiny started clucking at me. Before I knew it, these chickens grabbed me, and locked me up in the farm. But I made my escape by going out the other door of the farm, and it was open wide. But the chicken army guarded the other door too. So I no choice. So I went into a pile of hay. And when I was certain the coast was clear, I went out the farm. Those chickens weren't smart enough to lock the other door they were guarding earlier. And the coast was also clear. So I ran out the farm, and went to find Madison.
But I couldn't find Madison. No sign of her. I went home. The chickens were nowhere to be seen either. I found Madison by Phoenix and Sahara's cage, so she escaped. "Do you know where the chickens are?" I asked. "At that pen." Madison asked. A calm fell over me. The chickens weren't nearby, and nobody got bit by Destiny.
I know that this is weird, but I have learned a valuable lesson: Cats and dogs are a fine mix, but chickens are meant to be a mix of chickens, being barbecued, and stomachs. But now, I will hope that I'll never meet Destiny the rabid chicken ever again.
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