SHE WAS A GOOD CHICKEN
My mom had chickens. A lot of them. This particular chicken was named Apple Pie. One day when she went to feed the chickens, all she found was a pile of feathers instead of Apple Pie. Where did Apple Pie go?
So, mom picked up a bunch of feathers and packed it in an envelope with a letter to my daughter who was 5 years old at the time.
Letter contained a single line for my daughter was just starting to read. It said…...
“She was a good Chicken.”
that's it.
of course my daughter cried her eyes out.
