Poultry Platoon!
March 6th, 2016
A few weeks back, while me and Brenda were taking a walk around Yellow Springs, we happened upon something weird - weird even by Yellow Springs standards. As we approached our house, our walk coming to a close, we happened upon three chickens. They were just wandering the streets, completely unsupervised, apparently beating kids up for their lunch money.
They crossed our path about a minute before we reached that particular stretch of road, and by the time we got there, the things had vanished into the rural landscape. We looked around, but didn't see a chicken coop in anyone's front or back yards, so we weren't quite sure where these guys came from. Or where they went for that matter, for they vanished like baby dinosaur ninjas.
Baby. Dinosaur. Ninjas. That sounds like the next great cartoon franchise. You can totally use that.
Anyway, we laughed at the downright weirdness of it all, and simply got back to the business of beating feet home. I mostly forgot about that whole inexplicable incident, until it happened again last night. We were just making our way home yesterday, after running a bevy of errands that pulled us down into Dayton proper, when we saw these critters crittering out in someone's front yard.
The really weird thing is that this is a completely different band of chickens than last time. The previous gaggle was mostly black in hue, but these, as you can see, are not. I'm not sure exactly why there are roving gangs of chickens throughout the streets of Yellow Springs, much less where they're coming from, but if you come to town, carry mace. They might come for your wallets!