A True Story

Once Upon a time on a little farm in Virginia there lived a happy flock of spoiled hens.

Henrietta hen was being moody and would not share the most prized and favored nest box in all of the kingdom with her friend Henny Penny.

So Henny Penny made her own nest on the other side of the hen house in a lovely old feeder box hanging on the wall.

The little rhode island red hen clucked and scratched around in her little nest of chicken crumbles and black oil sunflower seeds.

Until finally one of her friends, another rhode island red, came to see what there was to see. Her friend saw nothing.

Henny Penny ruffled her tail feathers and clucked some more.

This time her friend Ginger, a buff orpington, came to inspect the situation. And she, too, saw nothing.

Henny Penny spun around her nest again. She stuck her head in the corner and pretty much told everyone in the hen house to kiss it that morning. Something was going on that made this day different from all of the others before it.

Henny Penny continued to sit in her little improvised nest. Then suddenly, without warning, she jumped out of the box and wandered away.

This is what she left behind for all the world to see making this day unlike all the other days that came before it. Henny Penny laid her very first egg. Even more importantly she did it while the farmer was there to see it all happen.

Fussy old Henrietta who wouldn't share the most prized and favored nest box of all nest boxes in the kingdom was still clucking and scratching around and couldn't get comfortable but later when the camera was turned off she hopped out of the nest box and left behind one little brown egg, too.

And they all lived happily every after on the tiny farm in Virginia.

The End.