Sunday Dinner
Posted on July 23rd, 2006 By ljrobinson at 2:15 pm (All, Chickens)
This morning while I was looking for eggs El Guapo snuck up and attacked me from behind. He actually drew (a small amount) blood. I yelled at him and threw a rock at him but he really wasn’t impressed with me. His days on this earth are numbered (my guess is that as soon as Scott reads this it’s over for him). I have terrible images of one of my children losing an eye and everything I’ve read says it will only get worse and no matter how we try to change his behavior we’ll never be able to trust him even if he becomes more afraid of us than we are of him. So, now the rooster I swore I’d never have will be no more. El Guapo must die.
Thought I would add a picture of El Guapo on his final day. He really was a pretty bird.
Barb! said,
July 24, 2006 at 8:22 am
I’m picturing a showdown between el guapo and scott…true western style.
…You pecked my wife. Now prepare to die….
scott said,
July 24, 2006 at 10:25 am
I won.
ljrobinson said,
July 24, 2006 at 11:54 am
My hero, {sigh}.