December 23, 2013 – I was helping Sawyer wrap a couple of last minute presents when Peaches opened the coop door and shook rain water all over the floor with a hearty ruffle.
“It is downright raw out there,” she stated as warm steam poured from her beak.
“Get in here,” Sawyer urged, dragging Peaches by the wing and tossing a dry towel over her head. “What are you doing out of your coop in these conditions?!” she asked.
“I know, right?” Peaches laughed. “It’s cold enough outside to freeze a jolly good fellow.”
“What?” I chuckled.
Peaches repeated her assessment of the weather. “I said, that it’s cold enough outside to freeze a jolly good fellow. Haven’t you ever heard that expression before, Hap? They even made a song about it.”
Sawyer shot me a warning look, not to embarrass our friend.
“Anyway…,” Peaches continued, as if remembering just then, why she had made the short trek from Coop #1 to Coop #3. “I wanted to tell you that I’m planning on putting out a plate of mealworm cookies for Santa tomorrow night. Oh, I so hope he brings me a new pencil. I have two jokes in my head that I’m afraid I’ll forget unless I write them down and I’ve nothing to write with. Gertrude ate my last pencil when she was here for a visit.”
“That’s a goat for ya,” I sympathized, nodding my head.
“Hey! Why don’t you tell your jokes to us,” I suggested. “That way, if you forget them, one of us will remember for you!”
“Gee, that’d be great, Happy! Alright then. Here’s the first one.”
I settled into the easy chair so I could fully concentrate on the hilarity that was about to ensue.
“Why did Santa’s helper need to see a doctor?”
“I don’t know, Peaches,” Sawyer answered. “Why DID Santa’s helper need to see a doctor?”
(That’s right Sawyer, repeat the joke so we’ll both remember it better.)
“Because he had low “elf” esteem!”
Peaches hooted so hard that she snorted up a corn kernel.
Sawyer and I roared.
“Tell the second one,” I coaxed.
“Who’s there?” Sawyer and I said at the same time.
“Holly up already and elf me wrap this present for Santa! HO HO HO HO Ho!!”
“Oh, stop!” Sawyer cackled. “I’m going to wet my feathers!”
And then she did, causing all three of us to fall to the floor in hysterics. Whoo! That was a good one!
Peaches stayed long enough to enjoy a raspberry scone and a warm cup of tea before heading back to the henhouse that she shares with the other Orpingtons. She texted me that she made it back home safely. We already knew this since Sawyer and I watched her out the window until she disappeared into Coop #1. That’s what true friends do.
What a great night!