The Bates Motel

CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK!!!

The Chicken Lady has decided to change the name of Hotel California to the Bates Motel. I'm not sure why I thought the persnickety chickens would actually use a perfectly good nest box just because we had changed its location. OK, I do need to give credit where credit is due...three chickens have used it. This has happened not without drama of course, because as you can see, only one nesting box out of six is acceptable in their eyes.

I was informed today of a rather interesting tale...no pun intended.

The chickens told me they are scared of the Bates Motel. They say the top two floors are haunted and they have seen ghosts. I guess one of them called that Zack guy from the show Ghost Adventures. Even though he yells at the paranormal spirits, they want him to come out and investigate. Not only is the Bates Motel haunted, but it is run by a creepy rat, who I names Bates, who they say still talks about his mother as if she were alive, even though the word is around the barn that she passed away two months ago.

"Why then, do you use the Bates Motel?" I asked.

Two of the chickens confessed to not being a part of the elite faction of the flock and are therefore demoted to using haunted boxes. The third layer said she was just dying to meet this Zack guy because he's "like, so totally hot!" They all said that using the lower box makes for a quick escape in case you see or hear anything that gives you the hibbe jibees.

Haunted or not, the Bates Motel is here to stay. I told all of them they will be OK as long as:

1.) They don't go in there at night.

2.) They don't steal large amounts of money.

3.) They don't take a shower.


                                                                                                 ...cluck... cluck... cluck...