Call Me Chicken!

Hank's days are numbered.
He has become so aggressive...
more so since we are home from Haiti.

For the past two days he has flogged me several times each afternoon.
Have you ever been flogged by a rooster?

It is an amazingly scary event.
First Hank comes running towards me,
then he puffs up the feathers on his neck,
flaps his wings....

lift-off.....

and his talons and spurs are headed for my legs.

At this point I am screaming...

like a little girl...
and running

backwards....
still screaming.
This picture was taken as I was running backwards...
terrified!


So, what to do with Hank?
Anybody want a rooster???

Free!!!!
(Free delivery and a year's worth of food)

Oh, here comes Hubbs through the door....
"What's for dinner Honey?", he asks....

"Chicken!".....I say, slyly....(feathers hanging from my hair)

Comments

Sandy said…
Too bad Hank hasn't learned a chicken shouldn't bite the hand (..leg) that feeds him. That must be scary having him come at you like that.

Teacup Lane (Sandy)
April 21, 2010 at 5:05 AM
Kelly said…
Hank has some bad manners. There may be only one cure for that. It's called chicken-n-dumplins. A good southern favorite. ;)
Kelly
April 21, 2010 at 6:07 AM
Anke said…
Hank running after me like that would scare the heck out of me. I can't believe you were still able to take a picture of him while he was chasing you... Maybe Hank needs a new name: chicken soup, roast chicken, chicken pot pie...
April 21, 2010 at 7:14 AM
Unknown said…
That would definately, freak me out too! I can't even believe you had the pesence to take the picture.
April 21, 2010 at 11:00 AM
Christine said…
Yes. I have been, and it's not fun at all. I have a scar on the back of my leg to prove it! It was a few years ago and I went out the door to go for a run. I jogged down and around the garage, totally forgetting about the semi-aggressive boy we had, and as soon as I got around the corner of the garage I heard a flutter behind me, and felt a SHARP pain in the back of my leg. I about peed my pants- I was was so shocked my legs were shaky. lol Totally out of the blue and he had never come at me before. Sadly for him, he didn't last long after that. The boys were pretty young and they just had no way to defend themselves so he had to go. I don't blame you. If only they would learn :-(
April 21, 2010 at 11:12 AM
Ginny said…
Get that water to a boiling girl, he needs to be plucked!!
April 21, 2010 at 11:58 AM
Unknown said…
Oh I hear you girlfriend.. Same thing happened to me..Nansy Bird! And We are now Rooster free.. The girls I don'think even miss him.. I know I don't! Have a nice dinner...:)
April 21, 2010 at 12:02 PM
Anonymous said…
Hank sounds just like Snowball, our kids' first Easter Chick who grew up to be mean. He became "chicken spaghetti" and now any human or animal who becomes agressive, we call them Snowball. I love your blog and missed you while you were gone.
April 21, 2010 at 12:15 PM
Bridget Minich said…
My mother-in-law was flogged by a chicken or rooster, not sure which when she was young and to this day will not eat any kind of poultry and tries to keep her distance for anything with wings.
April 21, 2010 at 12:45 PM
Deb said…
I was chased by my grandmothers' rooster many moons ago and I tell you I never ran so fast & screamin' like a girl.Can it be possible that he is sick? I wonder what would make him so vicious all of a sudden. Well, you do what you gotta do!
April 21, 2010 at 1:20 PM
Lisa said…
At least he is only going for your leg...mine tried to take my eye out! He scratched me from JUST under my left eye, across the cheek and down next to my ear. He then had a one way ticket to the butcher.
Lisa
April 21, 2010 at 1:26 PM
Dianne said…
Have I ever been attacked by a mean, bully rooster. He finally made the mistake of picking on my macho logger tree farmer...wrong person, Einstein! My hubby shot him! Never, ever want another rooster...never ever!
April 21, 2010 at 6:32 PM
Dianne said…
Have I ever been attacked by a mean, bully rooster. He finally made the mistake of picking on my macho logger tree farmer...wrong person, Einstein! My hubby shot him! Never, ever want another rooster...never ever!
April 21, 2010 at 6:32 PM
Anonymous said…
You can twist off the hard outer shell of his spurs. He can still come at you, but is not so dangerous without his spurs. I just grabbed this, but there's lots of youtubes and website info: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgRmPuAEr6A
April 21, 2010 at 8:49 PM
Katmom said…
Show Hank a picture of a Rooster, a "+" sign & a picture of a KFC meal...maybe he will get the message....lol!
You could always send him to me, via "air mail....but he would be lonely over here 'cept for the coyotes! lol!
Play nice Hank or else!
>^..^<
April 22, 2010 at 7:58 PM
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