Today’s big excursion started bright and early before the crack of dawn.  Yes, I was up before the roosters.  I could not contain the excitement.  A Chicken Show was on the horizon, and I was ready.

We started at The Eaton Place for breakfast. Of course, I had my standard fare of chicken eggs…. 3 of them this morning.  However, this seemed somewhat muddled and conflicted… given the day ahead.  But those eggs were OH-SO-GOOD.

Then, Northward Bound we traveled.  We drove through the rain, up to the Darke County Fairgrounds. It was quite busy there.  Yet, our exploratory skills took us right to the Chicken Show.  As we approached the building… I said to Mary… “Oh my holy-heck.  It sounds like someone is murdering those chickens in there.”  She laughed at my naivety.  “Some of them can be quite vocal,” she suggested.

So, in the building we went.  And, no, no, no.  They were not being murdered at all.  They were simply conversing. Like Chickens Do.  I found the instigator of the whole deal, I think.  It was a large Chinese Goose in the very first row.  Apparently, he had learned one English word… and repeated it incessantly.  “What…..  What…..  What….. What.”

Well… just ask any old chicken the question “What?” and she will surely tell you.  At length.

At any rate, we had a blast, meeting all the chickens, (and ducks, and geese, and such.)  It was more of fowl show, than just a chicken show.

But I can tell you quite assuredly, I am now a PROUD Member of the American Poultry Association.  Dues paid. Card in hand.

I nearly bought a scruffy little chicken. which I had already named Phyllis, but I was dissuaded.   As the morning passed, I was enthralled with all these lovely creatures… except for the guinea chickens.  Not so crazy for them.

The best part… was that a few of them actually laid eggs… RIGHT before my EYES.  Imagine my glee, and jubilation.  I jumped for joy.  Now. This would be akin to seeing Ronald McDonald in a cage, and witnessing a Big Mac appear mysteriously from his underside. …. on a sesame seed bun….

How could the day have been any better?  We’ll I will tell.  The next stop was The Dog Show, at the Preble County Fairgrounds.

Chickens AND dogs in ONE day.

But at the dog show, I had a tremendous interaction with a Champion Golden Retriever named Dillon.  We sat and talked for as long as his handler would allow us.  He was truly Golden.

I can only say that this was better than Christmas, fresh baked chocolate chips cookies, and sandy beaches… all rolled into one.

Much more excitement, and I would have peed.  In fact I am pretty worn out from all of this.  So I have to make like a chicken… and get the cluck out of here.