In Ancient Egypt, the death of a pharaoh was accompanied by a formal announcement, “The falcon is flown to heaven and (his successor) is arisen in his place”.
Our announcement was similar “King Cluck has flown the coop and another will rule to roost”.
I just love tradition.
As was the custom, we spent the last 70 days mummifying King Cluck. It was time, finally, for us to take him to his final roosting place (I can’t help myself).
The Royal Embalmers had performed the mummification rituals and King Cluck was, finally, ready to be
cooped up entombed.
Now, it is time to lay him to
The sarcophagus was adorned with jewels, filled with salt and more jewels and enhanced with flowers.
Of course, food accompanied King Cluck to the afterworld. (No chicken-feed for this pharaoh!
After all of the old salt was removed…from everywhere, King Cluck was wrapped in strips of linen with jewels tucked into each of the strips.
He was then gently moved into his sarcophagus.
More salt, flowers and jewels were added. (Seriously, I bought 15 boxes of salt for this guy)
The Royal Embalmers posed for a quick photo. Sorry, R.J.
and finally the tomb was sealed.
After a few words, we belted out a few Cock-a-doodle-doos. It was the right thing to do.
Generally, oxen are used to carry the sarcophagus to the tomb. We were fresh out of oxen, so the interns and Royal Embalmers stepped in.
The Royal Embalmers gently placed King Cluck’s sarcophagus into his final
roosting resting place. (You probably thought I wouldn’t do that again….)
King Cluck was an honorable Pharaoh. He may have been hen-pecked, but he was the Cock-o-the-walk for many years. He may be all cooped up now, but we are sure he will have a happy and active afterlife. Like a rooster in a hen house.
We all put a flower in the grave, belted out a series of Cock a doodle doos and wished King Cluck a happy afterlife. He has finally come home to roost.
By the way, if you have a need for chicken sayings. I
pecked picked a few sayings from this very comprehensive site: