Was at a local cafe to pick up a hot drink, the variety of which shall remain nameless, but those who know me well know what it was...
Anyhow I was chatting to the owner of the cafe and we got to talking about animals. The cafe is named The Roost and all around the place are little roosters and hens, made from all manner of material, my favorite being a metal rooster who looks like he could wear cowboy boots and live next door to my parents.
Being a fan of animals, the owner was commenting about how as a child she had chickens and one day her parents brought home a rooster. She had the habit of taking the chickens for walks but once Mr. Rooster moved into town, he got very jealous and would try to attack her. One day as she was bent down to pick up a chicken he jumped on her head and began to try to pull her brain out through the back of her skull.
That night the family enjoyed a love chicken pot roast.
I asked her if she had any pets now, to which came the quick reply...
"Only two, my husband and my cat."
1 comment:
love that story! i can identify with the part about the husband & cat specifically :)
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