Humpty Dumpty had a great Fall.

The weather was back to normal, and egg prices were still up. He needed it after a brutal Summer. Hot, dry winds, driving dust before them, had cut grain yields and driven up the price of chicken feed.

Humpty had economized where he could. He bought cheaper food for himself and his family and cut back on utilities. Leaving his own air conditioning off much of the time nearly fried him, but the hen houses had to be kept cool.

Even worse, he had fallen behind on some loan payments, and the bank was sending threatening notices. If they foreclosed, he'd have to break up the farm.

But what could he do? Like every good egg farmer, Humpty knew that the chicken came first.