Chicken On The Run
Most of you will already know about my fear of birds and some of you may think it’s a little irrational. (If you read this story you might have a better understanding!) I am determined to overcome this feathered phobia – let’s face it, the birds are not going anywhere. So when I saw these harmless-looking hens foraging in the grass one afternoon I decided to wing it and face up to my fear.
At first they tried to pretend I wasn’t there.
So I took a deep breath and walked right up to this chicken to introduce myself. She didn’t see me coming until the last minute and I nearly scared the feathers right off her.
Being friendly was a lost cause after that. Those hens couldn’t get away fast enough. Their feathers really were ruffled.
I don’t know what they were afraid of…I’m the one with the phobia!
This has been a life-changing experience and I’m sure I will cope much better the next time I meet a bird. I won’t be watching any Hitchcock movies though…there is only so much fowl play a beaver can take.