Looking down the barrel
of a highly specialized,
very sophisticated
piece of artillery...
my only defense against...
a maniacal flogging rooster.
Hank,
in the sights
of my trusty
Super Soaker.
It's the only way I can safely get
any farm chores done.
Otherwise, I remain
totally
terrorized!
If you happen to see my Hubbs....
make sure you ask him
about the flogging he received
this past Sunday.
Aggressive rooster...primal fear...bad language...
Not a pretty sight.
Oh yea....he says...
"I wasn't afraid, I was establishing dominance!"
(Too much testosterone around here if you ask me.)
Comments
Whatever you do, don't turn your back on a big bad bird!
Machelle
Have you discussed this matter with TomTom...can't he & his "Posse" do anything!?!
lol!