Yesterday morning was a Whole Foods for breakfast kind of morning. On our way out, we came upon a lady promoting her livestock feed outside the store with her pet chickens. I learned about different chicken breeds. Honestly, I hadn’t even considered that there were multiple breeds of chicken. Best of all – I got to hang with Capt. Jack Sparrow. There’s Capt. J over on the right.
Chickens can have all kinds of jobs: egg producers, wake-up call specialists, companions, etc. Yesterday I learned that there is such a thing as Show Chickens.
Think AKC/Eukanuba National Championship …chicken style.
If you’re anything like me – you’re immediately imagining leashed chickens prancing around a circle as onlookers applaud and trained judges assign ratings with discerning, yet unemotional facial expressions.
Apparently – that’s not what happens at a chicken show. No leashes, no prancing with only a few onlookers. Still fancy (probably). Lots of chicken breed experts.
Maybe it’s less like a dog show and more like The Miss America Pageant… but I guess that would all depend on whether or not the winning
chicken get a scholarship.
Anyway, at this point you’re wondering where I’m going with this. You’re expecting me to wax poetic on lessons we could all learn about assigning performance ratings from the chicken-showing-community. That’s a bit too cheesy/lame . I don’t want to do that.
I’m keeping it simple:
There really is a niche for everything these days.