Chicken Rider

Reb tried to make her laugh. There was a hen that was interested in the small people. She was much higher than Reb's head and had a sharp beak. She came by and pecked at him, and Reb slapped her on the head, then grabbed her around the neck. The hen began to cluck and flutter away, but Reb threw himself over the bird's back.

“Come on, chicken!” he said. “Let's see some good old-time Texas-style bucking!”

The Sleepers gathered around, watching as the chicken ran wildly around the yard.