Make Friends With Giants

May 21, 2019

When someone gave us 4 teenage roosters, we turned the birds loose on the farm.  That couldn't be a worse fate than becoming cat food, could it?  


A Cooper's Hawk got one the first day.  Raccoons got two more a day later.


We kept an eye out for the survivor.  Someone called him Lucky, and the name stuck.  He spent his days around the horse paddock.  Then I heard a chirping in the night, the sounds of a dozing chicken.  The chirping moved around.  Lucky?



He was perched on Dolly's back.  We saw him ride the ponies every day.  He's spent more time on them than I have.  We even took him for a ride down the driveway, but he hopped off and was last seen trying to make friends with Joe's hens.  

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