At Fernbrook Resort Freelton... Building Barriers Makes Senior Chickens Less than Exemplary!

At Fernbrook Resort Freelton... Building Barriers Makes Senior Chickens Less than Exemplary!

Remember when we wrote that Fernbrook Resort had a lot of good eggs?

Well, we're carefully rethinking that decision.

What happened?

Some neighbours put up a short (in length and height) fence on either side of their walk.

And the Result?

Senior chickens at Fernwood Resort have their wings in a flap over the offensive fence.

Why?

Because the fence is there.

But have they bothered to ask the family why they put up the fence? Or have they asked the family to take down the 8 inch high barrier?

No.

Instead, whenever they pass the home they begin loudly squawking "It's terrible!" or "How horrible!" and "Awful isn't it!" PRETENDING THAT THIS LOUDNESS IS THEIR NORMAL SPEAKING VOICE before adding that the fence is blocking the road. One senior chicken even blames the fence for Ebola and the downturn in the Canadian dollar.

Of course I walked over to check out the offensive eyesore that has the senior chickens boo-hoo-hooing into their Metamucil. The barrier is not pretty (though I've seen much worse). But neither is it on the road. The roads at ritzy Fernbrook Resort are pot holes decorated with the odd piece of gravel. Yeah. In fact the potholes at Fernbrook Resort are so deep that the Canadian Olympic Diving Trials have been held here on three separate occasions.

And of course I talked to the neighbour - I was the second to ask about the sudden appearance of the barrier on their 'front lawn'.

And the response.

Thoughtful (yes, that is sarcasm) Fernbrook Resort chickens often park their vehicles, SUV's Cargo trucks etc. on the tiny front lawn (instead of using the parking lot 20 feet away). On a number of occasions they have even blocked the walk to the home.

The barrier was erected in order to discourage these ever so thoughtful chickens from blocking the walk their vehicles.

A simple explanation

But of course the whiny senior chickens at Fernbrook Resort, instead of asking for an explanation, just loudly squawked complaints.

Seriously... what do these old cluckers have to complain about? They're not old enough to have lived through the Depression and they're too young to have served in the Second World War. And though they're not baby boomers they're ridden the crest of the baby boom wave to live the 'Life of Riley'.

But are these spoiled old clucks happy?

No.

Instead they sit on their decks and yell at passing kids to eat their vegetables. They loudly complain that the earth is too round. That ice cream isn't as cold as it was when they were youngsters. That bananas are too yellow. Not like when they were kids and the earth was exactly the correct roundness, ice cream was plenty cold and bananas were a lot less yellow.

And of course they complain that some family put a fence on his front lawn to stop them from parking their clucking cars from blocking their walk.

Why can't the Fernbrook chickens be mmore exemplary? Like Foghorn Leghorn? Or Big Bird? Or his son basketball legend Larry Bird?

Cock-a-doodle... why?