Here's something to crow about. Mother Hen was feeling a little empty nest syndrome having neither chick nor child and hatched an idea. She now maintains a strict pecking order. Hey, you gotta find some way to scratch out a living and we wouldn't want to put all of our eggs in one basket, right? She may be walking on eggs shells however, the sow really rules the roost around here. Mother Hen probably thinks she signed up for a pig in a poke with this job. She doesn't have time to brood over it though and may want to make herself as scarce as hens teeth before she ruffles the sow's tail feathers and her chickens come home to roost! The sow doesn't play chicken, she'd be all over her like a banty on a Junebug! Well if that don't beat a pig a pecking! This story is all a little bird brained but I hope it left you sunny side up.
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