Faithful readers know that I have kept chickens, and they would make a somewhat regular appearance in my writing, along with all the other barnyard mischief. But since I moved away from home to take care of my Grandfather the chickens have been left behind. There will be no more funny chicken stories in the foreseeable future. So I thought I’d give all you readers one last story for the road.
This story is about chickens, (or a chicken as it may be,) but it isn’t about mine. I don’t remember where I first learned of this story, but it stuck in my mind sufficiently so that not long ago I was able to look it up on the Internet to gross out and horrify a female cousin of mine. Now you can be grossed out, horrified, or just plain fascinated by the story of Mike The Headless Chicken.
The short story is this: Mike is a chicken. Mike had his head chopped off. Mike kept on living.
That’s the short story. If you’re not too squeamish you can read a longer version of the story here.
The official website for Mike is here. Obviously some people know how to make money out of this.
To see some pictures of Mike, go here. It’s a headless living and breathing chicken, so if you have problems with that, don’t go look.
And if you really want to research this story, go browse the Google search results here.
There, I have educated you. That is one chicken story that should stay with you for the rest of your life.
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