Not too long ago, a fat, white rooster comes tumbling off a highway embankment into our yard and into our hearts.
It was as if this rooster knew that he had found a home far away from the threat of a skillet. A most certain fate had he not escaped from his crate aboard a truck bound for...well, you get the nightmare he was faced with.
This rooster had a few bumps and bruises but overall he was well and FREE! We offered our new guest room, board and some feed for which he was most appreciative by gobbling up as fast as you could toss to him.
In the days to follow, rooster began to show his most true nature. A dog trapped in a roosters body! Where his masters went, he followed. When the master was working on a vehicle, rooster was right there to provide his two cents worth or rather his crow's worth. Rooster loves to be petted and stroked. Rooster even likes to be held! If rooster had a tail that would wag, it most certainly would!
Rooster earned his name, "HOMER", by Mr. Master. We have had alot of fun watching Homer chase a weiner dog and hump mom-in-laws pit bull/border collie dog! Like I said, a dog trapped in a roosters body is what we have here.
I guess mom-in-laws dog was so embarrassed by Homer's sexual advances that one morning the dog nearly plucks Homer alive! Poor bird! He survived. Homer is tougher than a pine knot. I did have to powder his ass till his feathers grew back in to keep the bugs from eating him alive with all that bare hide!
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