Being Organized

Today I saw something in the farmyard that has caused me much stress and I could not even talk about it with Jasmine or Carmel or Petunia and I have been staying in my shack all afternoon because I do not know what to do with the thoughts that are in my head but then, I guess that is exactly what a weblog is for, right?

Today I saw Barry leading the chickens in a little marching parade around the chicken coop and they went around and around in circles around the coop and every time they passed the little ramp that is the entrance to the coop they would yell a big "Woohoo" and they looked like they were truly enjoying themselves and that is only one part of the thing that caused me stress but I must say it was unsettling to see them all so organized and not just running around like they usually do.

The other part of the thing that stressed me out was that I was standing near the older cows and I do not think they thought I could hear them talking but I could and one of the cows said to the other that the chickens seemed happier than usual and the other cow responded by saying that while the chickens were dumb maybe they had a good idea in not thinking about the harsh realities of the world that everyone on the farm has been talking about since my stump speech.

That is where the conversation ended thank goodness but if the cows are starting to think that Barry and the chickens are doing something right how long before the other animals start thinking the same thing and then how will the Farmyard Four ever get our message out properly? If we cannot even be united as a farmyard how will the humans out there ever care enough to help us change the world?

I think I am going to take a break from twitter for a while because I want to put all of my focus here on the farmyard and once we have our own heads organized then I can start to reach out more to my people friends with a unified message from the farmyard.

I think we need to be more organized and I think I need to make a plan for this to suggest to the Farmyard Four because I have a terrible feeling in my gullet that this is only the beginning of something that could go very very wrong.