Good Morning, another day dawns here on the Pacific North West. Yesterday I made a BIG decision....Roger has GOT to go !!! Roger the Rhode Island Red rooster came to the ranch by default. Being the weakest link here ( ie, I will adopt anything with one eye, no teeth, 3 legs and in this case a pair of spurs ) my friend knew to come to me, not Greg with the offer of adoption. (very smart !!). Poor Roger had no friends at his former home and he "didn't get on with" the female part of the former family...could I offer him a home with my seriously deprived feathered flock (we had "re homed" all our other roosters thanks to a lovely bunch of Guatamalans we needed them for a church function ). Roger the Rhode Island Red rooster arrived, a very handsome BIG rooster whom we very quickly found out has a very inflated ego. Suddenly (as in overnight !) Roger had moved in...and I was evicted. The first serious offence was when I went in to do my evening round up of eggs, (give them up nicely or the ladies are unceremoniously upended) . Roger was unimpressed with my bravado and without warning launched himself at me. I defended myself with whatever I could lay hands on (sadly, not his neck !) and eventually retreated as Roger retired to sharpen his spurs. Greg, standing OUTSIDE and hearing the commotion bravely asked me, as I straightened my dischevelled clothes and tried to put my hair back on my head "what was going on in there ?" STRIKE ONE !!!! (for Greg and Roger) After that, I went armed to the roost, Roger seemed to realize that the big guns were out and stayed a respectful but very threatening distance away. ..but not for long !! I went, without pre planning, backup and unarmed into enemy territory to pick up an egg in the chickens yard. Ambush !!! Roger knew and I guess decided to teach me a lesson. I now have 4 puncture wounds in my leg and Rogers ego has been restored. Roger has got to GO. On a happier note, Dolly the mutant 18 inch legged Angus how with attitude has decided that I am now the best cow on the ranch, she loves me. Got to go, time for another fun, poo packed day on the ranch. Bye for now. M
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