I am Hubert. I am a bit of a loner but I live near the Chickens and I think they might be my friends one day, if a keep persisting. I have always wanted to be like others. I originally pretended to be a chicken, wearing a crown but they always knew I was different. One time I even dyed my feathers brown but I was allergic to the dye and it made me itchy for weeks. I try to forage through the dirt like they do but my broad beak only fills with mud.
They are a great bunch of chicks with some awesome aspirations to help the world. They are so generous to be giving away Chuck Dickens to the cause, I was very upset about this at first. I was very attached to that little guy because I played a big part in his existence if you know what I mean… I won’t elaborate because it’s a touchy subject for the chickens but the egg is unique as the name suggests.