The chicken squad chapter 6

Chapter 6

Poppy dropped his carrot and cried out. “Mom is in the yard! We have to go get her before the aliens grab her.”

“Don’t get your feathers in a bunch, Poppy,” said Sugar. “UFOs don’t want chickens.”

“Why not?” asked Poppy. “Chickens are way better than squirrels!”

“Are not!” said Tail.

“Are too!” said Poppy.

“Are not!” said Tail.

“Are too!” said Poppy.

“Let me handle this,” said Sugar. “You know that nice lady Barbara, who lives in the main house?” Squirrel nodded. “Did Barbara build you a house to keep you warm and snug?”

“Well, no.”

“Does Barbara come out here every day just to feed you?” asked Sugar.

“No.”

“Did Barbara get a dog just to keep you safe?” asked Sugar.

“No.”

“I’m on to something here,” said Sugar. “Chickens are unique, beautiful, talented, special, and extraordinarily rare. But squirrels . . . are none of those things. . . .”
“HEY! I resent that!” said Tail.
“Let me finish, Tail,” said Sugar. “Squirrels are everywhere. Gray ones, black ones, big ones, fat ones. They are common, ordinary, boring creatures.” Sugar went to the door and looked out into the yard.
“I’m not sure I follow you, Sugar,” said Dirt.
“My point is that no self-respecting alien in his or her right mind is going to bring back a common, ordinary, boring creature as a pet.”
“I am definitely not following you,” said Sweetie.
“I’m saying the UFO isn’t here for you, Tail,” said Sugar slowly. “That UFO is here . . . for us.”
“Us?” Now it was Sweetie’s turn to drop a carrot.
“The aliens have come for chickens,” Sugar said decisively. “I always knew this would happen one day.”
“You did?” asked Sweetie.
“Mom is out there!!” cried Poppy for the second time.
“I don’t see her anywhere,” said Sugar, looking out into the yard. “Quick. We have to act fast! Poppy, Sweetie, go to the supply room and get me grass clippings, a bag of rocks, a ball of string, a tank of helium, and an orange balloon.”

“Chickens couldn’t possibly have all those things!” said the squirrel.
“Then you don’t know chickens, Tail,” said Sugar. “You don’t know chickens at all.”