Saturday, September 25, 2010

My Fair Chicken

It's time to rejoin our friend, Sticky Chicken and see what he has been up to lately. As it is in many parts of our great country, it is fair time where Sticky Chicken lives. The Great Frederick Fair is in full swing and Sticky asked to go. He specifically asked to visit the poultry exhibits. This is a first.

As Sticky's guardian, I had some concerns about Sticky making a visit to the Poultry Barn. He's been domesticated his entire life in a true suburban, middle-class home with no barnyard in sight. And he has been sheltered from the realities of the life of the less fortunate commodity birds. I wasn't even sure he knew some of his brethren lived in cages. But the poultry at the Fair are treated well, at least until judging is complete as far as I know. So we decided to take him.

Upon entering the Poultry Barn, the first chicken he sees could have been his brother. The resemblance was uncanny.

Just look at them! They bocked for awhile and tried to find a common ancestor to no avail. It was nice to start the visit with a friendly face because the rest of the faces were not so friendly or familiar to Sticky, like take this guy for instance.

Sticky got real excited when he saw this guy. The moment was kind of like one of us getting our picture taken with Don King or Lady Gaga. You just have to get a picture of normal me next to this freaky thing!

After the freaky fun, we had to endure some fear in the name of a bantam cockerel.

 This guy scared Sticky...alot. If you look really close, you can see that Sticky has soiled the edge of the cage where he sits. It was embarrasing for all of us.

But we didn't leave the Poultry Barn without bringing our mood up a bit. As we were making our exit after the cage-soiling incident, we passed this guy.

We all thought he was in the wrong barn. What's a sweet puffy Persian cat doing here? Or, where did that fluffy little Shih Tzu puppy come from? It was such an anomaly, that we had to snap a shot. Then we realized this was no purring kitten or cute puppy....

'Cuz no kittens or puppies we know have blue beaks!

That was about all of the fair Sticky could take. After the Poultry Barn, he snuggled into my camera bag for a nap while the rest of us enjoyed the other sights, sounds and smells of the fair. I'll be sharing those in another post. Until then...


  1. omg, you are too much!! LOL. Hey, Sticky's neck looks pretty limp....does he need to see the chicken chiropractor???

  2. First time I have ready about Sticky chicken! Thanks for making me smile!

  3. What Whit!

    I think you could make a fortune writing comedy. Have you ever thought of putting together a "Sticky Chicken" book for Smashwords?

    Thanks for linking up with Saturday Sampling. Well worth the reading.

  4. Oh girl, ya really have this Ozark farm chick crackin' up!!! I do believe I'm quite taken with 'Sticky Chicken'. Heeehehehe!!

    Ya'll have blessed weekend from the silly hills and hollers of the Missouri Ponderosa!!!!

  5. Oh,man! This was funny. I loved it. Who knew there were so many types of chickens (sticky or otherwise!)

    Thanks for linking up today!


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