Have you ever hypnotized a chicken? I hadn’t either until we became urban poultry farmers. Although I’ve hypnotized a few fowl in my day, it’s the kids who love it most! There’s something entertaining about holding a soft, fluffy living thing in your hands, massaging it on the wishbone and then watching it blissfully melt into a heap of uninhibited slumber. Hypnotized chickens drop into a sleep not unlike a one-year-old would in a car seat on a road trip to grandmas. Sometimes you will see a partially opened eye. Sometimes you will see a beak opened, which is the chicken equivalent to a drooling, napping baby, mouth opened, head slumped in relaxation. The sight of an hypnotized chicken is something to behold and I’ve captured it here for you to ponder. Apparently, this is an addictive past time that doesn’t get old, even with the surliest of teenagers.
In case you are over easy about the process, here’s how you do it. First, you have to hold the chicken in your warm hand or on a flat surface. Usually, the hen will stop squirming after about 20 seconds and then you can easily manage her into the hypnotic state. Regardless of your pecking order, you can do this!
Next, find the breast bone of the chicken and gently rub the muscles on both sides of this bone for about 20 – 30 seconds. You will find that your bird will begin to relax and fall out. This is the best part! You can literally lay your chicken down and it will remain in this spellbound state for a minute or two until it comes to its senses. As the Japanese proverb goes, “It is better to be the head of a chicken than the rear end of an ox.” This wisdom applies here as the chick awakens refreshed and ready to work as hard as a hen hauling wood!
Be patient! This may take a little practice. But, you will soon be able to feather your nest with visions of hypnotized chickens slumbering silently in the setting sun.
This happy hen above looks like she is still a bit groggy!! Ah, the joys of hypnotizing chickens.
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I remember when Angie use to grab camellias and rub their under belly tell they fell in a trance, it to was fun to watch. The difference is you eat the chicken, I guess.