A friend had a rooster. Meanest of birds, raped the hens, attacked the dog even baled up the cat in the barn. One day, disgusted by his miscreant behaviour, my friend decided he was for the pot. She managed to grab the wretched bird, suffering only 3rd degree pecks, and wrung his neck. Feeling somewhat remorseful, she put a large pot on the boil and started to pluck the lifeless bird. After a total pluck she cast him into the pot. Damned if the winged demon didn't screech, scramble out of the pot and disappear into the scrub. A week later, a rather sheepish, bald bird emerged from the scrub and retired into a quiet corner of the shed. From that day on, no pecks, screeches or unprovoked attacks and from that day on lived a peaceful life until his end of days. True story!
Great story, erniet! A guy in our men's group had a rooster like you described. He is a big dude but those things are fearless! The rooster is no longer employed!
O ya. Love this. I've had my share of these guys and my daughters all have scars on their legs from attacks. Yes, it's funny how attached you get even to the mean ones. I have one now that's about seven?. He's not mean but he fought off a hawk. So, he stays as long as he wants. 'Hero' is a heritage breed but I can't remember which.
Oh my gosh, what a great story! I have a rooster, he comes after me every time I go outside - just like you described - when I don’t bring him and his girls a treat!
Thank you for the restack!
Love your storytelling erniet! Thank you! I’m so happy Mr Rooster found a more appropriate home. 🏡
Thanks!
He wasn’t exactly loveable…but you couldn’t not notice him…😂
Thanks Erniet for the most wonderful story 🙏🌸
Thanks!
A friend had a rooster. Meanest of birds, raped the hens, attacked the dog even baled up the cat in the barn. One day, disgusted by his miscreant behaviour, my friend decided he was for the pot. She managed to grab the wretched bird, suffering only 3rd degree pecks, and wrung his neck. Feeling somewhat remorseful, she put a large pot on the boil and started to pluck the lifeless bird. After a total pluck she cast him into the pot. Damned if the winged demon didn't screech, scramble out of the pot and disappear into the scrub. A week later, a rather sheepish, bald bird emerged from the scrub and retired into a quiet corner of the shed. From that day on, no pecks, screeches or unprovoked attacks and from that day on lived a peaceful life until his end of days. True story!
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Oh my god wow! So good
Thank you! So glad you enjoyed it!
Great story! Thanks. “Meaner than a junk-yard dog.”
Great story, erniet! A guy in our men's group had a rooster like you described. He is a big dude but those things are fearless! The rooster is no longer employed!
Thanks, glad you enjoyed it!
Oh my goodness, this is so great! I am thrilled that the Rooster survived and found himself a new home! Thank you for this wonderful story!
Glad you enjoyed it!
So good!
O ya. Love this. I've had my share of these guys and my daughters all have scars on their legs from attacks. Yes, it's funny how attached you get even to the mean ones. I have one now that's about seven?. He's not mean but he fought off a hawk. So, he stays as long as he wants. 'Hero' is a heritage breed but I can't remember which.
Exactly! It's kind of what they're there for, right?
Oh my gosh, what a great story! I have a rooster, he comes after me every time I go outside - just like you described - when I don’t bring him and his girls a treat!
I’ve had other roosters like that…but this one was particularly tenacious and vicious…so much so you had to respect him!😂