Nature Provides Bird’s Eye View of Living

     There’s a true “pecking order” that’s developing in my back yard. And all I have to do is be patient and watch it unfold moment by moment.

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See you in a ‘next life’ Sombitch Rooster

(Cont’d from series on a-mean-rooster)

        Dropped Sombitch Rooster off in a wooded area near a weed and gravel-covered path leading to an Urban Homestead with rows of corn in what appeared to be a good-sized farm enclosed by a six-foot “mesh” fence and a locked gate. Before that, I removed the cage holding the chickens and young roosters from the back of my car, opened the door of the cage, and planned to throw the six fowl over the fence.

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Animals feel freed after Rooster’s absence

     An eerie silence greeted me as I opened my bathroom door, stepped inside, and looked at the window facing the yard.  I had just woken up. This, the first morning without a rooster in my daily life.

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Always keep an eye out for mean roosters

     He flew at my head and clawed at my eye. Blood seeped out the left side of the nose, cheek, and the right ear, where the rooster attacked, getting in one last “lick” at me.

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SPCA Agent Ensures Care for all Animals

The SPCA Raided my Property Last Week.

     Their probe followed closely on the heels of a police officer who paid us an unsolicited visit.

     A neighbor complained of the Sombitch Rooster, who could not keep crowing to a minimum and has raised such a ruckus, so we have to find him a new home, away from the Philadelphia area, and some less dense place like New Jersey.

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Cock-Sure Rooster Leads in Race to Hades

      They stood eye-ball to eye-ball, only inches away.

     One stretched, only to see the other match the move immediately, with nary an eye blink, nor a muscle flinch.

     There was a meanness in their beady eyes. And if looks could kill, both would be lying dead where they stood.

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I dig chicks: all eight that just hatched!

     Eight chicks broke out of their shells recently, as we turned the bathroom in our Conshohocken, PA, home into a temporary chicken coop.

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Fowl locked up after spiritual book bash

      The rooster rushed me as I turned my back. I had just gotten two paperback books from the mailbox and was preparing to feed him.

       He got right into my face. Literally, as I bent to ward off his assault with the only protection I held in my hands. The books.

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Kim, you inspire me to lose meaty issues

     You never know where your thoughts may take you when you blog. A reply to another’s post may become your “post of the day” if you’re not careful. Or, if another person writings inspire you to reveal yourself . . . Continue reading

Rooster attacks out of need for Love & Play

     The “Sombitch” turned twelve yesterday (March 12, 2010). He celebrated his 12-month-old birth on Earth by repeatedly attacking a black umbrella with a sharp, pointed metal top.

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Rooster helps open path to miraculous day

The rooster crows outside my kitchen door. Not once, but several times. Wait a minute! It’s 7:30 in the morning. He’s supposed to be up the hill in the shed converted into a chicken coop. What happened?

     You forgot to lock the trap door, Michael J. Forgot to close it. Or simply forgot to round-up the four feathered critters and herd them into their warm wooden environment. That could mean they spent the night outdoors.

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Rooster Racks up Pain and Admiration

Dark red scars are forming on my left hand and forearm where the thrust of the attack struck me. If left too long, I believe the cuts would fester and get worse. They’re the type that could cause that ugly yellow crust-like “deformity” to surround and create a horrific open wound.

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Life’s daily details creates a colorful you

     Here I am, walking on the high wire. No net below. My big mouth got me up here, and here I’ll stay for 30 days.

     Unless I fall. Or someone pushes me off.

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