And the Litte Red Hen said, "Who will help me till the earth?"

Not I said the Cows. Not I said the Mule, and the Horse, and the Cat, and the Dog, and all the rest.

So the little Red Hen tilled the earth alone.

Then she asked, who will help me plant the wheat.

Not I said the Cows. Not I said the Mule, and the Horse, and the Cat, and the Dog, and all the rest.

So she planted the seed herself.

Then she asked, who will help me weed and water the plants as they grow?

Not I said the Cows. Not I said the Mule, and the Horse, and the Cat, and the Dog, and all the rest.

So she watered and tended them herself.

And when the wheat was heavy and ripe she asked, Who will help me harvest and chafe and grind the wheat.

Not I said the Cows. Not I said the Mule, and the Horse, and the Cat, and the Dog, and all the rest.

And when all the wheat was ground into flour she asked, Who will help me bake the bread?

Not I, said the Cows. Not I, said the Mule, and the Horse, and the Cat, and the Dog, and all the rest.

And when the bread was made she asked, Who will help me eat the bread?

I will! said each animal in turn.

Geez! What nerve she said to herself, but being gracious she just rolled her eyes and said help yourself.

"Kind of dry" said the cow, ruminating on a large slice.

"Salty too" said the horse, reaching for a second helping.

"I like rye better, don't you?" said the dog.

"Oh yes, much better" replied the cat, "and with butter too".

"You know, this is really good bread, but why couldn't we have sandwiches" said the Mule.

And while not all of the animals complained, all shared in the bread. All the while, the Hen was gracious, thanking each of the complainers for their input. She didn't even blink when all the animals walked away without offering to help clean up after the feast.

I think that's one incredible hen, don't you?