Frackle, A Venusian Spiked Egg

Say hello to my fuzzy fowl friend, Frackle, a Venusian Spiked Egg, who, at the tender age of just 2.3 Earth years, has reached near-senility (for a VSE, that is).

It will be perhaps no more than another fractional rotation of that hot orb swathed in clouds of carbon dioxide and sulfuric acid before Frackle crackles that spiked shell of his and gives way to the maturing VSR — Venusian Spiked Rooster, of course — hidden deep within. He will then strut his alien stuff about the hidden solid surface of that befogged Solar neighbor of ours, looking for a mutually attractive Venusian Spiked Hen or three. (After all, what else would you expect? Their home planet is named for Ancient Rome’s famed goddess of beauty, seduction and eternal love.)

Once he happens upon a suitable mate or mates (perhaps a entire VS hen-harem?), otherworldly hormones and instinct will take over, and that Which-came-first-the-Spiked-Chicken-or-the-Spiked-Egg-? conundrum will kick in once again. And thus our sister planet will become a bit more plentifully repopulated, by Frackle-look-alikes cavorting across the dusty and dry rocks of the Venusian terrain.

Unfortunately, Earth-bound scientists and amateur planet-gazers will still not be able to count the Frackle chickens even after they’ve hatched. The supremely dense, opaque and reflective atmosphere of the second planet from the Sun prevents any optical telescope, no matter how large or strong, from discerning features, flora, fauna or fowl upon its landscape.

The particular and historic image displayed above was captured by my own privately financed and patented Outward Oriented Optico-enhanced Orthogonal Planetary Surveyor (OOOOPS).