I took a full dose of Nyquil.
That was dumb.
My head was foggy the next morning.
And I was off kilter on into the afternoon.
The couch was my friend.
I stayed on my friend.
All morning and on into the afternoon.
The children came to see me.
They asked for food and drink.
I granted permission.
They fed themselves.
The animals needed food and drink.
They did not come to see me.
I just knew.
I sent the children out.
One child returned to see me.
I rose from the couch.
I donned a winter coat and thick work gloves.
Two children were called in to assist.
I took stock of the situation.
A dead chicken peered at me.
From a crack under the door.
Just as the child had reported.
I went through an alternate door.
Two children were given instructions.
One child whined.
I ignored her.
I went into the coop.
One child corralled the live chickens.
I grabbed the dead chicken's leg.
A child opened the door from the outside.
Where the head was.
I pulled the chicken out.
I trudged through the snow.
Carrying a dead chicken.
The chicken was tossed over a fence.
It landed in the field.
I went back to the house.
The boots, coat, and gloves were removed.
My hands were washed.
I collapsed on my friend.
I stayed there.
All afternoon and into the night.
COW brought pizza home for dinner.
I extracted a promise from COW.
To never take
a full dose
I'm feeling much better.
The chicken is not.
Have a lovely day!