I just got cussed out by a chicken...

Seriously.

I was out collecting eggs this afternoon.  There is a broody hen out there (for those of you who don't speak chicken...that means she is trying to hatch an egg so she stays on top of the eggs in her nest box for what seems like forever).

There is one hen that has been broody for sometime.  We always just move her aside to gather the eggs.  Well, now there appears to be a new one.  She seems to be taking her job very seriously.

When I went to move her over and collect eggs, she pecked at me.  Then she started squawking, very loudly, I might add.  She finally hopped down and proceeded to cuss me out in chicken.  I cannot repeat what she said.  Children read this blog.

Listen, Miss Sassy Chicken, I didn't want to have to be the one to break it to you but since you were so ugly to me here goes...

WE DON'T HAVE ANY ROOSTERS.  None of those eggs you are sitting on are fertilized.  They aren't going to hatch no matter how long you sit on them or how loud you squawk at me.  Stick that in your beak and smoke it!