The chicken pen has wire cages situated on three different levels, with hay at the bottom for the chicken's to sit in. There lie small holes in the cages for the eggs to fall through and be easily harvested by the farmers. The old wooden walls of the chicken pen are beginning to deteriorate and show signs of age.
Chicken Pen, Countryside
farmers
chicken
I am a feathered animal.  I am eaten by people who want to stay healthy.  I am delicious.
I know the made a deal such that you take my eggs and I am allowed to live in your coup.. But, I ask you dear farmer, if you would perhaps leave me an egg for myself? I wish to have a chick. Well....maybe. How many eggs are you leaving for me? I lay fifteen a season, farmer... I know it is not much, but perhaps the joy of offspring will bring me greater fortune. Not a bad point. More chickens will yield more eggs. How about I leave you three eggs? That could triple the output! Farmer! You bring me joy! Now... another favor to ask... The walls of this coup leak during rainstorms... is there any way you might fix them for us chickens? Well, hold on now. The other part of my bargain has to do with you. With three new chickens, I'm thinking you might feed my family for a fortnight. ... What? We could feed your family for years longer if you only ate our eggs... Yeah, but people like variety, you know. We don't like eating the same thing for every meal. Well, we chickens don't like being dead, so... No, of course not, but we all have our roles to play. It pains me to do so. You've lived with us for so long. Farmer! I take back what I said. Take all my eggs! I am not fit to be a mother just yet... But now you've done gone and got me craving some meat! C'mere, chicken! 