Chicken On The Lamb? Lam?
Or Time To Clip Some Wings?
When I arrived home at about 5:30 today one of my neighbors came running up to me to tell me, "Your oldest child is on the loose and has been playing in the street all day."
As someone whose oldest and only known child is now 30 years old and stands about a foot taller than me it would concern me that my child spent the day playing in the street but considering his size and age I doubt I could do anything about it. "Huh?" I asked.
"Your rooster," she replied. "Your rooster has been outside all day. He flew over the fence."
I quickly walked around the outside of the fence only to find Gus in a neighbor's yard nervously pacing back and forth along the fence while Elizabeth paced back and forth matching his every move from inside the fence. It was then I realized that Elizabeth was in the garden and also out of bounds. Usually it's BB who goes where she's not allowed to go while Gus and Elizabeth call anxiously for her return. "Gus, what are you doing out here and Elizabeth, you know you're not supposed to be in the garden."
"We tried to open the gate but it's locked." my neighbor said.
"We thought about trying to catch him and put him back in," another neighbor added, "but we were afraid he might attack us."
"Believe me," I replied, "you'd never catch him in a million years but wait right here and I'll be right back.
I came back with a handful of cracked corn, allowed Gus to eat a few bites from my hands and then started walking backwards towards my gate. In a couple of minutes Gus was safe and I was able to turn my attention to the hen in the garden. I opened the garden gate and Elizabeth ran straight to where Gus and BB were already reunited.
The neighbors explained that Gus had spent the entire day pacing two sides of the fence searching for a way back inside and had never ventured away except for that one near miss with a car that came flying down the street far too quickly.
All is well now with the three of them sleeping side by side on what was once the roost Elizabeth kept to herself. I guess after a frightful day Elizabeth wants to keep her big stud rooster close by her side.
And just so you'll know, BB took a 3rd day off today. That, or she's found a new place to hide her eggs.
When I arrived home at about 5:30 today one of my neighbors came running up to me to tell me, "Your oldest child is on the loose and has been playing in the street all day."
As someone whose oldest and only known child is now 30 years old and stands about a foot taller than me it would concern me that my child spent the day playing in the street but considering his size and age I doubt I could do anything about it. "Huh?" I asked.
"Your rooster," she replied. "Your rooster has been outside all day. He flew over the fence."
I quickly walked around the outside of the fence only to find Gus in a neighbor's yard nervously pacing back and forth along the fence while Elizabeth paced back and forth matching his every move from inside the fence. It was then I realized that Elizabeth was in the garden and also out of bounds. Usually it's BB who goes where she's not allowed to go while Gus and Elizabeth call anxiously for her return. "Gus, what are you doing out here and Elizabeth, you know you're not supposed to be in the garden."
"We tried to open the gate but it's locked." my neighbor said.
"We thought about trying to catch him and put him back in," another neighbor added, "but we were afraid he might attack us."
"Believe me," I replied, "you'd never catch him in a million years but wait right here and I'll be right back.
I came back with a handful of cracked corn, allowed Gus to eat a few bites from my hands and then started walking backwards towards my gate. In a couple of minutes Gus was safe and I was able to turn my attention to the hen in the garden. I opened the garden gate and Elizabeth ran straight to where Gus and BB were already reunited.
The neighbors explained that Gus had spent the entire day pacing two sides of the fence searching for a way back inside and had never ventured away except for that one near miss with a car that came flying down the street far too quickly.
All is well now with the three of them sleeping side by side on what was once the roost Elizabeth kept to herself. I guess after a frightful day Elizabeth wants to keep her big stud rooster close by her side.
And just so you'll know, BB took a 3rd day off today. That, or she's found a new place to hide her eggs.
Billy
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I think adults ought to play in the street all day sometimes.