More chicken shit to deal with.

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So the rooster has figured out this none shall pass power that he has When he standing where I need to be and I can’t get by. We waited out As I inch and inch. Gaining ground until such time…

More chicken shit to deal with.

So the rooster has figured out this none shall pass power that he has When he standing where I need to be and I can’t get by. We waited out As I inch and inch. Gaining ground until such time as I can squeeze past while maintaining eye contact at all times. He tries to lunge at me but I have my defensive y-shaped stick to hold him back. No contact was made today. He sees the stick and shrinks down from his gigantic attack formation back to a rooster.

Today even the pig didn’t want to get past him and that’s a problem. I go in call the pig to dinner wave the pot of food around so that he gets the scent and then usually he follows me to his dinner plate.

Today the rooster was in between the dinner plate and I and the pig. So the pig didn’t really know where to go because I was standing next to it and I was the smell of his food. Eventually I did get to the place where I slap the food into the pig tray and wait for it to arrive.

Unfortunately the rooster stayed there and the pig came out walked halfway wandered around and then went back inside to sleep. This is not good.

All the chickens gather round and eat the best parts of the pig slop. That pig eats well It’s like a cordon bleu stew every night. Fresh potatoes cabbage corn and some pig food. It eats better than me. But tonight the chickens were eating it and that’s not fair.

Unfortunately the rooster was there too and I didn’t really want to get into another fight so I waited 10 minutes later. The rooster had moved just far enough away that I swooped in picked up what it was left of the pig slop which wasn’t very much compared to what it started with, and took it into the coop so that the pig could enjoy the rest without having to come outside and battle that fucking rooster.

Then of course when I came out, I had to get past the rooster again to come in the house. I thought about the Monty Python scene where I cut off his arms and legs and he still there cawing that singular annoying doodle do.

Let me say, the stick helps. Without it who knows how long I would be there and with anything other than this stick he could probably still attack past me but he has become aware of the stick and not necessarily in fear of it, but he is certainly aware of the consequences of its touch.

So I came inside. The pig is eating. The rooster is outside roostering around before he goes inside the the coop for the night. I’m off tomorrow and Sunday so I get to live stress free without rooster nightmares for 2 days..

Hopefully if I’m lucky, I’ll sleep more than 1 hour at a time which is been the norm for the last couple of weeks. It’s the weekend so maybe I’ll actually get to see a doctor. I wish I didn’t think about it as a possibility, but as an assurety.

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