We have a mean rooster named Cocky Rocky. He only attacks me, no one else. This morning when I went to do "Chica Chores" he attacked me again, to which I maturely replied while backing out the door, "You want a piece of me?" and he promptly flew right out the door at me! We don't usually let the chickens roam free because of the dogs, coyotes, skunks, etc. around here, but I'll make an exception for a mean rooster. Reese and Rumple came to see what the commotion was all about....Reese ate the eggs right out of the basket while Rumple went to test Rocky...
Rocky didn't like it. See how he gets all puffed up? Now imagine that flying at you trying to peck your eyes out!
Truce. Why won't that ding-dang rooster do that to me? 
5 comments:
I used to be scared to death to collect eggs for fear of the hens! I can only imagine a rooster attacking me.
OMG I love the name cocky rocky! Sorry! I'd be so scared maybe they sense fear!
He was such a sweet baby chick - now he's just bad. The hens are very tame and sweet...they would never hurt me.
Cocky Rocky is an awesome name!
LOL... I love his name!
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