Amazing Flying Chickens

So last night I left home for awhile to work at school with Stephanie and get some food. As is the norm nowadays, I let Scratch and Scout hang out freely in the house; no more confining them to their box when indoors. I get home after being gone for several hours, and as usual when I get home, first thing I do is look around to see where they are. I hear chicken-talk, see some poo and feathers, but no chickens. Not on the chair, not in the box, not under the table...where are they?

And then I look up...

CHICKENS ARE ON THE CEILING FAN!!!

Way up on the fan!!!!

My god, what amazing chickens! How did they get there?!

They were just sitting there, on one of the blades, looking at me like it was no big deal...peeping away, perfectly content.

They are incredible. I can't imagine how even one of them got up there, much less both of them. The nearest piece of furniture they could have launched from is 5 feet down and to the side, plus the tops of the blades are slippery and probably dusty. And surely the fan would have turned a bit when one got up there, so one chicken had to fly all the way up there, get settled without slipping off or losing balance from the wobbling and rotation, and then hold on tight while the other chicken performed the same feat! Fascinating!

I wonder whose idea it was...how they came up with it. I wonder if it took them a few tries.

So after marveling at them, taking some photos, and talking to them for a little while, I decided to take them for a little spin. Not that I minded that they were there, but what would be more fun than turning on the fan?! I turned it on the low speed just for a few seconds, just enough to make them go round a few times. They were a little unnerved, tensing up cautiously, but unmoved.

Then, deciding that it was time for this fun to end because I had to study, I juiced the fan with a little more speed. I wouldn't have minded letting them stay up there and eventually come down on their own - that would have been neat too - but I was more interested in seeing how they handled being spun off the fan! A quick spin of the fan and it didn't take long...lots of flapping and chirping and....whoop!...they slid right off that blade and came flailing down, all feathers and legs, right to the couch!

After a few moments of anxiety, they quickly calmed down to their normal easygoing selves, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

And I guess, here in chickenland, it hadn't.