Chicken Scratch

CANNIBALS!!!!!!

I live among meat-eatin’ cannibals!!

Buk-AAAAAWK!!!!!!!!

Welcome, fleshy readers. Just happy to be here today, seein’ as how my roommates are plottin’ my untimely demise. Will ole Charlie be soup, or skewer?? Cluck me!!!

You can live among people, and never really know ‘em. Here I thought I was getting’ a free pass, as the resident chicken philosopher. Now, I see I’m future chicken pot, chicken pot, chicken pot pie. I’m just happy Mama Wings didn’t live to see the tragedy of this day…

Buk-AAAAWK!!!!

Now, I gotta sleep with one eye open. I may have to hire a watchdog, to look after my best interest (and valuable pinfeathers).

All along, I thought I had friends here. I though Banjo Boy just slobbered in his sleep, now I see he’s dreamin’ of Chicken Royale!! I don’t wanna drown in fettucini sauce!! I got my pride!!

What the cluck is this world comin’ to? Can’t humans be happy with cooked cows, and vegetables? Save A Chicken, Fry A Fish!!

Buk-AAAAWK!!!!!

Man, my comb is getting’ droopy. I’m losin’ the will to live… When will the axe fall?? I’ve heard all about that “chicken with his head cut off” claptrap, now I gotta be fast as a roadrunner, so it don’t happen to me!!! What’ll happen to my kids????? Woe is me!!!

Buk-AAAAAWK!!!!!!

Self defense. That’s the ticket. They’d never convict me, if I showed them the evidence. It’s every chicken for hisself…

Cluck for now!!