Subes for life!

Plane? Superman? Oh. No. It’s a bird, after all.

You’ve probably heard of chicken of the sea*. But have you ever heard of chickens in a tree?**

You can rub your eyes in disbelief if you want, but it won’t help because yes those are chickens up in a tree. There I was at [secret undisclosed location], blithely working away on my latest literary fiction masterpiece, when some flapping and fluttering caught my eyes and ears. I had to go check it out.

Sure enough, it was chickens. I say that now like it’s a completely normal and expected thing to see, but at the time my reaction was more of a confused, “Huh!” They are birds, after all, but 99.9% of all chicken depictions in mass media (news, film, books) are of them in coops or strutting around a farm yard and pecking at things chickens peck at. When have we ever seen them fly? When have we ever seen them land on a tree branch and sit calmly with the other avian creatures?

Never.

Because it never happens. Chickens don’t go up in trees.****

That is, until today.

*Tuna

**No, this is not a post written by Dr. Seuss.

***The spelling is flexible.

****Some quick fact-checking shows that they do in fact roost in trees. But, that does not make them roosters. Don’t be confused.