The farmer stared blindly at the expanse of his chicken coop, every chicken was fat and cheery, the male chicken too. Then it struck his mind, why are the chicken not running around and cackling? Something is missing, lazy, lack of motivation, life too good? There is no life, a lack of vibrancy. They all seemed so contented, fat and contented.
After a few sleepless nights he came out with an idea to make
his chicken coop more vibrant and his chicken behaving more like chicken. He
sent a few orders overseas and a plane load of cocks arrived, red ones, brown
ones, yellow ones, white ones and black ones. The farmer was very impressed
with the athletic built of his new cocks. Some may be a bit skinny, but with
their hungry look he knew they would perform.
He let loose his new foreign cocks among the local chickens.
Sure enough the hens went wild like crazy, being chased around by the foreign
cocks. And the local cocks were left out completely, unable to compete with the
hungrier foreign cocks and their sharper talons. The whole chicken coop was
wild with a new found vibrancy, and the cackling went on through the nights.
A few months later the noise in the chicken coop started to
lower. The hens did not run around as often and started to put on weight again.
The foreign cocks had grown a bit tired after having too much fun and too much
of a good life.
He thought of another new idea to increase the productivity
of the hens. This time the farmer brought in the big guns. No need too many,
just a few foxes to chase the hens and the cocks around. This will make them
healthier and increase their libido, and healthier eggs would be produced. The
cackling was even louder than before and with intense vibrancy and with more
shits all over the place.
After a while the noise went quieter again. The farmer could
hear it from his ivory tower at a distance. Without putting his head out of the
window, he decided to do something to get the vibrancy back again. The hens
need to be productive to lay the golden eggs.
He did not know that the foxes not only screwed the hens and
the cocks, they had them for breakfast, lunch and dinner as well. The lack of
sound and activities were apparent but ignored, a few laggards managed to
survive the ordeal. The farmer thought he still had a whole chicken coop with
hens, cocks and the foxes.
He wanted more actions and brought in a few wolves into his
chicken coop hoping to improve his chicken egg business. Sure, he heard the
noise and the running around of the last few chickens and their cackling that
were really dying calls for help. But the farmer was still sleeping, thinking
all was well. With the wolves after the chickens, even the foxes would not
stand a chance. They had high speed and high frequency appetite and could eat
more. The wolves finally act up all the chickens in the chicken coop.
When the farmer woke up and found the chicken coop empty, he
asked, ‘What happened?