No kidding here, folks. I’d like to know who else besides me would consider driving cross country with a chicken for a companion? Now we know: Beka! The two gals hit the road yesterday, heading from Colorado to Washington. (Hey, is it legal to cross state lines with a chicken? Are they considered pet or livestock? I suppose if it’s just one, happily setting in a box on the passenger seat, nibbling snacks from the driver’s hands along the way…)
So, our sad news is that Beka is returning to complete her degree in Nutrition with her internship in Washington. Sad for us, that is. Hopefully good and exciting and a great accomplishment for her. But a rather sore subject for me, as everyone who has had the pleasure of meeting her here this summer can easily figure, I’ll be missing her terribly. She’s been far more than a helper. More like a daughter or sister, and definitely a friend.
But… the good news is our darling sweet Grill Chicken will not have to spend a winter cursed to sleep out on the deck atop the cold metal grill. Since she’s been exiled from the chicken coop and taken up residence on our back porch, I’ve been wondering what to do with her this winter. Sleeping out there exposed like that, up here in our harsh winters, was not an option. The boys told me having her in the house wasn’t an option either (though of course I beg to differ…). But alas, the hen has a new home in Oregon, at Beka’s dear (and patient and tolerant and understanding…) family home!
Bon voyage, Beka and chicken. Safe travels.
So, should anyone sees them on the road… send them a smile and a wave, and please help to take good care of our travelin’ girls!
Between you and me… I’d say that’s one lucky chicken. And one gal who’s gonna miss these mountains and all the friends she has made here, two legged, four legged, and feathered…