Granny Posts - Poor Aggie

Vile humanity! Ghastly, wicked, rotten species! If I could get deal all humanity one swift, sharp peck to the jugular, I'd do so and put you out of my misery! See what you've done! Just see!

My poor dear Aggie has taken ill. Violently ill and has had to be rushed back to Novapulse suffering from a condition that can best be described as an excess of human toxicity.
Atyllah has gone with her and left me here to protect Chicken Man from all those ghastly criminal types.
What a world this is. What a species humanity is! Appalling!

The violence you wreak on one another and your planet, the rubbish you eat, the way you meddle with nature and alter your natural food stuffs by tampering with genetic coding, your sheer greed and cruelty. I swear you're nothing more than Draconian clones. It can't be otherwise.

And oh, oh, oh, my poor Aggie, she's absorbed, despite all her meditations and prayers, all your wicked poisons into her own downy body.

First her feathers started to pale and fall out. Then she complained of a sore head. Then her tummy started to trouble her. Then she started to bleed internally and double over in pain. None of her own remedies and meditations - and you know Aggie's immense strength and power - could help her. Desperate, we contacted High Command. They put the very best physicians on the case. For a while everyone was baffled and then it struck us all at once. Aggie was poisoned - by an excess of the human condition!

You should all be ashamed of yourselves. Aggie wouldn't harm a fly (even though I like to snack on them). Aggie is nothing other than goodness and light, a force for enlightenment, love and joy. And now she lies in her nest in Novapulse, tubes stuck into her, potions fed to her and Novapulse's wisest, most enlightened chickens praying over her.

Hoooooooowwwooool!

Of course, self absorbed creatures that you are, I know this will make no difference to you. You'll just say, "Shame, poor Aunt Aggie, I hope she gets better soon," and go back to painting your toe nails, feathering your nest, eating your genetically modified chicken burgers (screeeeeeeech!) and tearing your neighbour's throat out because he has oil and you don't! Oh yes, you'll muddle along on your own merry ways and not spare poor dear Aggie another thought - out of sight, out of mind - yes, that's humans. Vile, wicked, selfish species!

Ba-kaaaaaaaaak!

A note from Chicken Man:

Erm, as one human to another... I know we're not all bad and some of us are actually a lot more aware and caring than Granny would have us think... And I know many of you will be deeply concerned about poor Aunt Aggie - and so we should be. If humanity has this effect on her, what effect do you think we have on ourselves. Food for thought, eh?