I had stayed up north that year, instead of going to Florida, to take care of an injured horse and my boss' son's roosters...I hate roosters, they attack you when you least expect it. This one dominate rooster attacked me everytime I tried to go into the loft for hay or straw...One day, while I was outside the barn, the husky showed up with rooster in mouth...he was a neighbor's dog...
I took one look at him, smiled, and said very quietly...oh...bad dog...yes...you are a bad dog...of course, my tone of voice said YIPPEE! You GOT him! ahem...yes, bad doggie. :D
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Date: 2006-07-30 06:21 am (UTC)I had stayed up north that year, instead of going to Florida, to take care of an injured horse and my boss' son's roosters...I hate roosters, they attack you when you least expect it. This one dominate rooster attacked me everytime I tried to go into the loft for hay or straw...One day, while I was outside the barn, the husky showed up with rooster in mouth...he was a neighbor's dog...
I took one look at him, smiled, and said very quietly...oh...bad dog...yes...you are a bad dog...of course, my tone of voice said YIPPEE! You GOT him! ahem...yes, bad doggie. :D
I really hate roosters.