Author's photo in November. Note all photos are by author.

Homage to Chickens with a Happiness Quotient in Memoriam

“If you don’t believe they have souls, you haven’t looked into their eyes long enough…”

Who cares about stupid chickens, right? So why write on their behalf if only because the more you read about my wonder and respect for this domestic bird community, the more your eyes and mind will open to all of nature’s citizens, individualities and purposes. Along the way, perhaps, you will come across the happiness quotient like I found with such gratitude.

So, how does one form a special relationship with chickens who can imprint their happiness? Could it be more of a desperate emptiness to find some wholistic meaning in a rough roguish world? What if, a certain communality in a flock of chickens can inspire humanity to live and work co-operatively together?

At first, who thinks such a relationship is silly even bizarre; because, after all. chickens have no conscious awareness that they are chickens with biology and extraordinary features. But nature’s animals and birds exist with intrinsic rights without human nomenclature. As you will read, natural survival instincts give them abilities, a participatory language and cadence of their own existence, perhaps misaligning human’s thinking as superior beings because a larger brain can categorize and count. Strangely, one may ask how lack of human instinct…