So, as the day draws to a close...dinner is finished...the guys head back Hubby to take out the trash, and my DS3 to lock up the birds. Now....before I go too much further....let me tell you, DS is 27, staying here for another week or so. He came up from OKC when I had my surgery. He has been careing for the animals while I was down. So, out they go....Now I have one little RIRx rooster, just under a year old...but full of himself...to some people. Not me...he runs from me. However, my son? Oh boy....Jr has my son totally buffalo'd I encourage my son....just throw your arms in the air, and scream! That little rooster will run like a bobcat is on his tail. ( well, works for me) SO, confidence all built up, he heads over to round up the chickens....when I hear..." GET BACK, YOU STUPID ROOSTER, Why I will kick you....MOM!!!!!!!!!! "
I head out the door, and poor Jr is on his way for round 2, or 3...either way...rooster is winning! I walked over, Jr saw ME coming, and high tailed it to the coop! My poor son...he is convinced we need to eat that rooster.
I come back inside...and now I hear my son out there talking back to the goose, who is NOT happy about being locked in before dark. LOL I hear hissing, and honking...as I look out the window, I see the goose going in her pen, but LOUDLY!
What a great ending to a beautiful day! Time for some coffee, and a good sit on the porch to watch the sun go down.
