You know how our chickens roam wherever they want to be. They have an addiction to cat food. No matter where we put it, they find it. Well, today Luke (name changed to protect the not-so-innocent) moved it and he was going to just keep chasing them away until they figured out they can't be there. He kept running outside and chasing them off each time we heard them near the food. Well, eventually he decided to just go after the rooster since usually he's the leader of the pack. (though he's been an awesome rooster, really nice. We've gone through some mean stupid roosters) Anyway, he started taking this big stick with him to chase them off. Well, he went after the rooster and chased it into part of the yard where we'd just watered, and he slipped and fell and he threw his hand with the stick back to try and catch his balance (didn't work LOL) and hit the rooster. But when he got up, the rooster was seizing and flopping around, and DIED! OMGosh! LOL He must have nailed it right at the back of the neck at it's spinal cord!!! We have been half horrified half cracking up every since it happened...sad because he was a good rooster and we didn't want him dead, hilarious because WHO DOES THAT HAPPEN TO!???!? I mean, seriously...who else would anything like that ever happen to??! Luke seems to be struggling with a little PTSD over it.
In a nutshell, we're the Funny Farm
These are for my special son in law Luke (not his real name...remember)....
