Open rescue IX (November 2007)
This action should be originaly only an investigation, but it became a rescue of one hen. The chickens were probably just brought to the hennery.
The doors of the cages were bent, many hens in the aisles, but also outside. One had even a rest in the bath.
Than we found one hen in the corner. At the first moment I tought she is dead. Wide spread legs, the head put on the ground between them, the eyes shut. I came closer to stroke the dead body and she picked up the head.
My friend that became my brother asked me, if we can take her with us. I nodded, he picked her up and went.
In the car, when I hold her on my knees and we drove from the fucking concentration camp to the better world, she started to come to life. She looked around, than she put her head under my arm and fell asleep for a while.
The strange spasm, that made her legs crooked, relaxed after few hours. She was just paralysed as a consequence of some shock. She was stiff from the fear.