Take Your Chicken To Work Day

by Stefani on 22-August-2008

Hazel (and hot cocoa boy :-)

One of our girls has developed a case of wanderlust. 

If there is the teeniest hole in the fence, she'll find it. She's caused me to wonder if Houdini himself hasn't come back as a hen named Hazel. 

We've retrieved her from the yards of each of our flanking neighbors. Thankfully, neither one gardens or has pets, and both find it funny to look out a see a little white chicken feasting on their bugs. 

Every time she gets out we scan the yard for gaps or holes, and fix the ones we find, no matter how small and incondusive to breakout they seem. And yes, her wings are clipped. 

Still she roams. 

The worst of it came the awful day when we could not find her anywhere. We checked every nook and cranny in our yard. We peered through knotholes in the neighbors fences. We looked up and down the street. 

Oh the crying. 

Oh the SOBBING and calling, "Haaaaaaazel! Come Baaaaaaaaack Hazel!

I was seriously considering making up some "Lost Chicken" posters to hang around the neighborhood when I heard a familiar scritch scritch scritch BEHIND our fence. Behind our 8 foot, solid concrete fence!

Now, our yard used to back up to a lovely field where deer roamed and blackberries grew. In the last few years though, It's been paved over and dotted with office buildings. 

I don't care for those office buildings one wit, but never have I despised them more than when I realized what I was going to have to do. 

We piled in the car, drove around to the office park and sure enough, there was our girl, happily standing in a manicured bed, kicking all the mulch out and digging around for tasty bugs. 

And the chase was on. 

Up and down we ran. The boys were calling "Here chick chick chick!!!!" (as though she was going to just say, "Okie dokie, let's go on home now!"

Hazel was bawking her version of "You can't make me!"

And we were all, no doubt, putting on quite the show for the people chained to their desks, slaving away behind the one way office windows. 




All I could think was that they were probably gathered around the windows laughing their heads off at the crazy woman and her half-dressed children chasing the chicken. 


On the drive home, my boys cooed and petted Hazel. I, on the other hand, gave her the standard mom talk, "Listen young lady. You will NOT take off on your own ever again! Do you have any idea who much you worried us? You are SO grounded!"

She's out back now, kicking at the ground, rolling her eyes and shooting me dirty looks. 

I'm sure that if she could, she'd say, "You just don't trust me. You never let me go ANYWHERE!"

There has to be one rebel teenager in every bunch doesn't there? One that wants to test the limits. 

I had no idea that this law of nature applied to chickens as well. 

Happy Weekend Y'all!
Zelia August 22, 2008 at 6:59 am

Oh, thanks for making me laugh today!

stephanie August 22, 2008 at 7:23 am

Thank you so much for the giggle this AM! Our 4 girls have yet to wander outside the fence, but I’m waiting. I have one that has just a tad bit more attitude like your Hazel and I just *know* it will be her! Have a wonderful weekend!

kirsten August 22, 2008 at 7:38 am

hilarious. that would have entertained me to no end as an office worker, and frustrated me to no end as a mom.

and it seems like you’re experiencing the whole having a teenage girl thing. are you glad now that you have all boys? 😉

melissa s. August 22, 2008 at 7:41 am

i’m sure you put a smile on those office workers’ faces. crazy chicken 🙂 happy weekend!

Lynn August 22, 2008 at 7:44 am

She must still be looking for the roosters.

Regina August 22, 2008 at 7:46 am

Can you come by my office? – we could use the laugh!!! I can just see her rolling her little chicken eyes at your lecture. Too funny!

christi August 22, 2008 at 8:12 am

That story was extremely cute! We had to do something very similar but with a rabbit not that long ago 🙂

Baba August 22, 2008 at 8:42 am

Chickens, rabbits, cows, goats, such is farm life. You know one will escape. Hehe.

jenny August 22, 2008 at 8:53 am

Oh that is so funny and it totally reminds me of something that happened to one of our chickens when I was a girl…
One of the tween hens decided she wanted to hitch a ride on the axel of my grandpa’s car and took a ride all the way into downtown Phoenix. Stopped at a red light, she decided to take the opportunity to flap her wings a little and took off from under the car. My grandpa wished he hadn’t noticed but because he did, he was obligated to chase this chicken throughout the crowded streets ignoring the questioning stares. Finally my poor grandpa caught her and my granny had to hold her all the way back to our house. Oh gosh, what I would give to see my grandpa all worked up chasing that hen through downtown!

aujah August 22, 2008 at 9:14 am

I would have to say, I love the chicken stories!!! I love the personality you have given them…or they gave you. Have a lovely weekend!!

Aileen August 22, 2008 at 9:38 am

Too funny! I can picture it oh so well. Hazel tried to go to the wrong side of the tracks, well, in this case, cement wall. Hope she learned her lesson.

kate August 22, 2008 at 9:39 am

Oh thank you for the morning giggle.

Off topic, I lost all my nearby blackberries to development two years ago. It just irks every time I go by those houses!

Toni August 22, 2008 at 9:54 am

That is hillarious!!! I wish I could of seen it!

Jade August 22, 2008 at 10:20 am

I can totally see you all running around! Hilarious. Good luck keeping that girl home!

christina August 22, 2008 at 10:48 am

That’s a great story! Man, I love the way you tell it! Makes me want a chicken JUST so I can give her lectures too!

Michele August 22, 2008 at 11:23 am

Thanks for the great laugh! And also for the lovely chocolate smile on the child holding Hazel in the picture. I loved that just as much!

Hannah August 22, 2008 at 12:59 pm

There is a bond that develops among chicken owners, who know that there’s just so much more to these feathered creatures than meets the uninitiated eye.

All I have to say is this:

and this(last paragraph):

Casey August 22, 2008 at 1:38 pm

You know, there used to be a rooster who lived at the 7-11 near that office park. Maybe Hazel was looking for him.

Corynne Escalante August 22, 2008 at 1:39 pm

that’s great! so funny!

Laura R. August 22, 2008 at 2:09 pm

Oh that sounds like Chicken Run! You and your boys should watch it! It’s stop motion claymation made by the same people who did Wallace and Gromit! Mel Gibson is the lead rooster 🙂

The Mommy August 22, 2008 at 2:32 pm

Ok, that has to be one of the single funniest things I’ve read all this month! Thank you so much for that! We have a lot of chickens…like 50, and they’re allways roaming all over the place. We live near a highway and hear the horns go off about twice a day while the chickens make their rounds near the side of the road. They love it there especially, because the dept. of trans. plants grass seed every spring. My girls think it’s a treat just for them!

brown robin August 22, 2008 at 5:25 pm

Have you considered writing some children’s books? I tell you, this is better than any version of Skippy Jon Jones that I have ever read (about a million times!) So, Stephani, although I have lurked your blog for more than 6 months, I am the woman who stalked you like a maniac until you recognized that we could not comment on your brand new blog. I’ve finally started my own. I’m taking it slow, but enjoying it. Come visit if you’d like…


Have a great weekend!


Kathi D August 22, 2008 at 7:57 pm

What a great story!

I have a couple who are always poised at the gate, waiting for the slightest opening to dart through.

Kristi August 22, 2008 at 10:01 pm

You give Chicken Soup for the Soul a whole new meaning, girl you gotta write a book about your chicken adventures!

shelley caskey August 22, 2008 at 10:27 pm

what a crazy adventure! LOVE it! glad you found her and got her home again. until the next time. 🙂

Amy August 23, 2008 at 3:54 am

Seriously. Laughing out loud. Actual belly laughs. Coffee came out of my mouth.

sue August 23, 2008 at 5:20 am


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Lynn August 23, 2008 at 7:45 am

Best Ever. And that look in Hazel’s eye…It clearly says, “I’m a teenaged girl and my mother is RUINING my life.”

Julie @ Letter9 August 24, 2008 at 5:48 am

This may be your best post title ever. HA!

hanna August 24, 2008 at 7:59 pm

you tell the funniest stories! Your chickens sound so entertaining.

Barb August 25, 2008 at 8:28 am

Absolutely classic!

luke August 28, 2008 at 3:25 pm

wow cool

luke August 28, 2008 at 3:27 pm


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