Three legged chicken.....

It was Spring Break and several friends arranged to spend the week in a cabin in a remote, forested region about 3 hours from school.

There was nothing noteworthy about the first two hours, but it was as if we’d entered a strange new world once we’d left the interstate highways to proceed on farm roads with odd names and/or numbers.
No other cars. These paved roads appeared well-worn, but it was unfamiliar! There were barbed wire fences on both sides of this two lane road and random horses and cows.

Then, suddenly, there was a blur that burst past the side of our car.

What was that?! We both uttered these words, simultaneously. We decided to find out.

I was driving 60mph, so I sped up to 70mph. I was gaining on the blur, but it was clear I needed to go faster if I had any hope to identify this freakishly speedy blur.

I accelerated to 80mph but it seemed to be moving much faster. Just as I exceeded 90mph I realized I’d never match it’s speed. But suddenly the blur made a right turn onto an humble dirt road.

I screeched to a halt. My buddy said, ‘you gotta turn around and try to see what that thing was!!’ I was curious, as well, so that’s precisely what I did.

I cautiously proceeded down this dirt road and it was less than 1/2mile when we noticed a broken down wooden shack of a home. On the porch were three folks in rocking chairs. I parked my car and stepped out, politely announcing my name and asking if these folks had seen this blur that had us so perplexed!

“Oh, yeah”, responded the old lady. “That was one of our three legged chickens.”

My buddy reacted, “three legged chickens?”

She continued, “well, me, Paw and Jr. all LOVE chicken legs. It was Jr’s idea. He said we needed to raise three legged chickens! And that’s what we did! That blur---you seen one of em!’

Jr’s beeming pride was obvious as he smiled a smile so incredible it exposed his dozen remaining teeth!! The American Dental Association would have been bewildered, speechless!

“Sounds like a great idea!”, I said. I continued, “So…..how do they taste?”

Jr’s smile evaporated as Maw responded, “don’t know. Can’t catch ‘em.”