#25150 Lemon

Hatchday 27 February 2025

Owned by Mortician ( Castle) • First generation

Lemon the Dreamer

Welcome to My Sunny Spot!

They say chickens can't fly, but I, Lemon, have big dreams and even bigger flaps! (Practice makes perfect, right?)

About Me

Name: Lemon
Pronouns: She/Her
Motto: "Aim for the sky, even if you only reach the top of the fence!"

💖 My Favorite Things & Pet Peeves

👍 Things I Love:

✔️ Juicy Worm Hunts (The best!)
✔️ Feeling the Wind Beneath My Wings (or trying to!)
✔️ Warm Sunshine Naps
✔️ Golden Corn Kernels
✔️ Chatting with Blueberry

👎 Not a Fan Of:

❌ Anyone saying "Chickens can't fly!"
❌ Overcrowded Coops (A girl needs her space!)
❌ Gloomy, Rainy Days
❌ Large Animals

📜 The Tale of Lemon, the Aspiring Aviator

Lemon wasn't just any chick; she hatched with a glint of the sky in her eyes and a heart full of unwavering optimism. The moment she broke free from her speckled shell on that sun-kissed spring morning, it was clear she was destined for more than just pecking and clucking.

While her siblings chased fleeting bugs, Lemon chased fleeting dreams of soaring. She'd watch the swallows dance, her little head tilted, memorizing every dip and glide.

An Old Rooster's Observation

Early Aspirations

The coop elders, with their weathered combs and worldly clucks, would share tales of the vast world beyond the farm fence. Lemon absorbed every word, her imagination painting vivid pictures. She learned the secret to finding the plumpest worms (a skill she mastered quickly!) and the art of laying the most perfectly Cream-colored eggs, but her true passion lay skyward. "One day," she'd chirp to her reflection in a dewdrop, "that'll be me up there!"

The Blueberry Pact

Her best friend, a fluffy, perpetually bewildered chicken named Blueberry, was her confidant. "Blueberry," she'd whisper, her voice filled with a mix of hope and daring, "I'm going to learn how they do it. How they *fly*!" Blueberry, ever the pragmatist, would often shake his head, muttering about gravity and the natural order of things, but he never truly discouraged her. He'd even offer a sturdy wing for her to practice flapping against, a silent show of support.

Lemon's Ultimate Goal: To be the first chicken to successfully escape her Coop by air, proving once and for all that with enough grit (and maybe a favorable gust of wind), anything is clucking possible!

Her journey is just beginning... 🍃