The story (short, we promise)
Demeter, goddess of the harvest, got tired of running the fields herself β a few thousand years of cardio will do that. She held a casting for a helper. One hen showed up: in sneakers, up at five, already on her second lap.
Now you move, the hen grows the garden, and Demeter keeps an eye on your rest. The goal: a farm worthy of Olympus.
Zeus was also invited to the casting. He sent a thunderstorm instead.