As you might know if you follow along here, Paco is our resident worrier. And the autumn winds bring out many worries all at once - he's worried about keeping the pumpkin patch safe [even though I've fenced it hoping it would soothe him], he is sewing elaborate costumes to protect himself from inexperienced bow hunters, and now, with the arrival of Henrietta, he is worried about her safety since she does not have the smarts of a country chicken.
I assured Paco that Henrietta would have to wonder quite far down the road to get to the busy rural road, but he still insisted on creating a special Henrietta Crossing for the new hen. He also has written her a special poem that he insists she memorize to help her keep safe:
"The road is the wide and full of trucks
It makes worms flat and kills the ducks."
"She is citified, it will take her time, perhaps forever, to act like a hen born under the open sky and moon," said Paco.
I hugged Paco and thanked him, for I am very fond of Henrietta.
