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The Doris Cluck

2/26/2017

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Hello everyone,

I hope you have all survived Storm Doris. We had a very close shave here.

It was Thursday and the day was a normal day, the beauty parlour had their Thursday specials, nails and beak for a worm, the clucking club were in their clucking corner, catching up on the latest news and Charlie was either asleep or dancing, I am not sure which one.

Suddenly there was this incredible cracking noise and the earth began to shake. It reminded me of that book where the squirrel thinks the sky is falling in.

All the girls and Charlie were wondering what on earth was happening. They stood stock still, not one of them moving, not sure what to do next. Suddenly the big Poplar tree towards the human house began to fall. Oh my, we ran for our lives, not sure what to do, some of the girls were running into each other, Bluie and Blackie bounced off each other about 4 times. If I hadn't been quite so scared I would have found it funny.



We ran for shelter to the old coop and all crowded in huddling beneath it, hoping we would live. The big  tree carried on falling out of the sky towards our new coop. We nestled our heads into our wings and waited to go and meet our chicken maker.....Nothing happened. The ground stopped shaking, the tree stopped creaking. Slowly but surely, one by one we peered out from under the coop. There was the tree, wedged in the branches of another tree....right above our heads....


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"It's ok", squaked Charlie, "look it's got caught in the other tree", and yes it was. The other tree is shaped like a fork and it was caught, we were going to be okay. There was some flying debris with a large branch piercing through our roof and the blue thing, which stops the rain coming, was flapping in the wind like a huge kite.... We thought the whole run might take off!

That night as we took our place on the perch we said an extra little prayer to the big chicken in the sky, and thanked her for keeping us safe.

As we were about to drop off to sleep, Brave leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "that was a bit too clucking close for comfort Val". It certainly was.

Keep safe and have a clucking good week

Val.











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