Several weeks ago, something must have given the chickens quite a scare. We have nine chickens. Two of the tiny banty hens have always slept up in the rafters. The other seven always sleep in the coop. Well, they used to. One night no one wanted to go in the coop :-o.
There were confused chickens all over the barn. Some were trying to figure out how to get up in the hay stacks. Some were trying to find a quiet corner in the sheep stalls. The sheep were confused, too. What on earth were the chickens doing out in the dark?
After checking to make sure the coop was safe and secure, I gathered everyone up and put them back in, latching the door. Chickens are early, early risers and as long as we'd felt everyone was safe, we left the door open so they could set their own wake up schedule. The door had been open for years.
After settling everyone in, I took Hank's dinner out to the back barn lot. "Hey, Hank. Keep an extra eye on the chickens tonight. I think something scared them pretty bad last night." As I turned to go back to the barn, Hank followed me. He walked down the barn aisle, through the tack room, stopped at the back door (the coop is just outside the tack room) and stared at the chickens.
First off, I don't think I've ever seen Hank even go into the tack room. Second, to do so he left his dinner unattended. The real mystery, however, is how he knew what I was talking about and without questioning, just said "Yes, ma'am, I'm on it."
There are college graduates that couldn't put all that together!
Hopefully this puzzle shows up. Let me know if it doesn't!
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