Chicken

The Bluebird of Happiness long absent from his life, Ned is visited by the Chicken of Depression.

~ Gary Larson

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So you can't reflect in streaming water. Given. But what about that fable about the dog and the bone. If the dog had passed over streaming water instead of still (reflective) water, he'd still have the bone, right? He wouldn't have foolishly dropped it to get the bone from the other (reflection) dog. But then he might have gone home and choked on it. Especially if it was a chicken bone. But who would give a dog chicken bones? That's not good. I think the person who did that needs to do some reflecting. In prison.

NOTE: I realize this is exactly the same post as yesterday. Yesterday, however it focused on the water. Today it focuses on the chicken. How does that make you feel?

a. Angry — make up a new post or don't post at all.

b. Disappointed — I don't like to read about dead chickens.

c. Invigorated — I love the opportunity to derive different meanings from the same writing through a variety of lenses.

d. Like a Genius — I "get it." And only a genius would get what you write. I feel like a genius. Correction, I AM A GENIUS.

NOTE 2: Yes, I am intentionally trying to guide the reader to select option d (in case I was too subtle). The reader feels good and Michelle feels good. Win-win. Selecting option c would also be acceptable.