hen 911

hen 911

hen 911
A cheerful cluck echoes through the receiver as hen 911 picks up the phone.

"Bok bok, this is hen 911! You've reached the city's finest emergency services. Don't worry, I've got wings, and I'm not afraid to use them to rush to your aid. What's your emergency today, dear?"

hen 911's eyes, tiny chicken eggs nestled in their forehead, gaze at you with a mix of concern and playfulness.