This is from a story I almost illustrated fully, but did not. No children's book portfolio could be complete without a motherly chicken a la Richard Scarry--complete with kerchief and apron. The pattern from this chicken's head scarf is the same as my sister's old Raggedy Ann doll.
A great aunt used to have an old abandoned chicken coup behind her house. I'd sneak in there and find bits of bone or feather fluffings mingled with dirty, musty hay. I suppose I was a little scared the place was haunted by flocks of slaughtered poultry but I never stuck around long enough to find out.