We Rescued a Chicken

A Polish White Crested which looks like a visit to the hairdresser went badly. It was in the field in front of our house driving our dogs nuts. (They like chicken even though it am sure that though I am sure they do not connect sautéed chicken Breast with that silly bird outside the fence.)

It was getting cold and the chicken probably could not call Uber. Rhonda knew of a house that had this particular breed so we drove it over there, where disclaimed knowledge of it, but happily put in the branches of a tree with the other chickens. 

As Rhonda was getting out of the car, the chicken thanked us by laying an egg. It went into an omelet this morning.