.. chickens eat bugs and were always on the lookout for them, flying or otherwise, and these chickens could fly much better than their Earth counterpa...rts.It’s debatable whether Gertrude was attracted by some tiny sound the modules’ repulsers made or if her sharp eyes picked up the movement, but the result was the same – she alerted to the modules and, was, as always, hungry. Tiny darting things in the air meant food. The AI had not thought to program the modules with evasive action from. The computer was in the den, off to right of the living room, Jerry had told him. Louis wiped his feet on the throw rug before going in, conscious of the plush, nearly white carpeting. It looked like it had never been stepped on before. The door to the den was open–a light guided him inside. He could hear a buzzing sound that he’d been told to expect, coming from the computer. Mrs. Weston, Jerry’s wife, was seated at the computer desk, which faced the back wall. He could see only her head and. I Went there, checked everywhere, but a waste. I opened the “Godrej” to find a spare notebook, but i found a VCR cassette. My naughty sixth sense started giving me a positive signal. Wow! A jackpot was earned by me. i hide that cassette inside my shirt and sneaked out of the room. Pinki didi, was watching TV serial as usual. She greeted me with a sweet smile and asked me to unpack my bag as she don’t want to miss the serial. I approached the corner where dining table was laying, and started. Better to shiver all night and all day until the Spring when her return home could begin, than suffer more chastisement.The trees in this region lacked the exuberant foliage of her own beloved dense woods and forests. They afforded little shelter, specially now that they had shed their sparse and sere leaves. The constant drip of water onto her body all through the night became her familiar lot, except on occasions, when she summoned the two white dogs to shelter her and she pitied them too.