Once upon a time, Gramdpa of Briarwood wanted to raise chickens. He needed a place for the chicks to live, so he bought a chicken caravan for them to live in. He was very proud of his chicken caravan.
A few days after the chicken caravan arrived, he went to the feed store to pick up the baby chicks he ordered. They were very small and their feathers felt like fur. He made the chicken caravan very warm and snug for the 12 little chicks. He took very good care of them. He gave them food and water every day.
Then, one sunny day, it was time for the chicks to take their first walk out side. So, Grandpa made a safe playground for them by putting up a small cage around the chicken caravan so the chicks would not wonder off.... and so the dogs would not chase the little babies.
The chicks had never been outside before. They had never used a door. And, they certainly had never used a ladder. OH, NO! There were so many new things to learn at once!
However, Grandpa of Briarwood was a very nice man and he helped the chicks out the door.
The chicks were not sure about the ladder at all. So they were a bit clumsy, but Grandpa of Briarwood encouraged them.
Soon the little chicks were very comfortable in their new playground and were happy.
In the next field, munching grass, was a an Anglo-Arab named Princess....
...and a Hackney-Shetland named Squirt.
They think chicks are very silly animals. The end.
