We Have This Chicken at Work…

October 25th, 2012

Sometime in the middle of the summer an unusually wily chicken managed to slip away from her captors at a nearby hatchery and she took refuge at the Garden Center where I work. She was discovered sheltering from the heat of the sun underneath the perennial displays and almost at once a bug brigade was formed to collect fat caterpillars from the annuals and the tomato plants to fatten her up for our own designs…

Which were to create the most pampered chicken in the universe.

And though her beak had already been clipped and her feathers as well, she managed to grow plump and happy from the cracked corn and oyster shells with which the employees of the Garden Center supplemented her buggy diet.

And they decided to name her Lucky.

Lucky Clucky.

And every day, usually mid morning, she lays an egg under register one.

And then she is off again on her rounds…

To patrol the Garden Center grounds.

Until she is called back to the store.

Chicky Chicky Chicky!

And she will come a runnin’!

To find a delectable snack of tender worms or crunchy grasshoppers with her name on it.


  • bPer:

    I’m not sure what I’m seeing in the picture beneath the caption “she lays an egg under register one”. It looks like Lucky lays pre-cracked and pre-cooked over-easy eggs!?


    • Kait:

      Look behind the green binder. You can just see her head.

    • Kait:

      Then in the next pic the egg is laying on a white kleenex in the same spot.

    • Rechelle:

      I know. It’s a terrible picture. But there is an egg back there. I promise!

  • Kait:

    Oh that is just great. I love this story. And the chicken looks right and home and so pretty there.

  • Does she ever proclaim loudly after she lays an egg? I have one, we call her Big Red, who likes to let everyone know when she has laid an egg. She’s always so proud looking.

    • Rechelle:

      Yes. She makes a lot of noise after she lays her egg. I can’t say that I blame her!