Why did the chicken cross the road? To lay an egg in my backyard.
That’s the real answer to the age-old question. I know because the other side of the road is on my property, where a sneaky hen left her unhatched offspring and then, probably knowing my wife, Sue, planned to make chicken for dinner, flew the coop.
The fowl deed must have been done a day or two before Sue peered through a window, spotted something white a few feet from the back of the house and thought it was a mushroom. But upon going outside for an inspection, she made a startling discovery.
