Friday’s Quotes for the Chicks
When one flock member gets injured you pull not only your weight but the weight of the other until he gets back on his feet.
Lessons learned from the Flock
My son with the leg injury is at Boy’s State for the week so I haven’t seen him since Sunday. Go ahead and ask me how tough it was to drop him off at a week-long program two days after sinking an ax into his leg. But I recognized that he had to do what he had to do, and as a parent, I had to do what I had to do.
And I did. Mostly because I didn’t raise my kids to be chickens, instead I have and will continue to raise them as, well, “members of the flock,” having taught them many lessons as a direct result from our experiences of living with a flock:
- You do your job, every single day with a minimum of squawking.
- You look out for each member in your flock.
- Sometimes the fox comes but if you are lucky enough to survive, you learn from that experience and you never drop your attention around the fox again.
- When the sun shines you play, when the rains come you settle down and wait it out. Don’t worry, the rain always passes.
- At the end of the day, you welcome home and give thanks for your family. They will always be there for you.
From all reports, my son is doing well. Yesterday he graduated from walking with crutches to walking with a cane.
If chickens could fly, this one would soar.
See you next week.
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As always, happy weekend everyone, health and happiness (and safety) to your flock.
