We were out for a short drive today when we came
to the small town of Fruita, just west of Grand
Junction. Fruita was the home of Mike, the
Headless Chicken. Apparently, in 1945, Mike
was about to become a farmer's dinner.
Miraculously, Mike survived since only part
of his brain stem was removed. He continued
to peck and preen for the next 18 months and
even gained almost 6 pounds before succumbing
to a choking accident. Now there is a statue
on Fruita's main street honoring Mike. If only
Mike had a head...to have eyes...so that he could
see it...I'm sure he'd be proud.
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