And at the other end…
Check out Albert’s spurs. This is the weapon roosters use to kill each other in the ring, though they are sometimes equipped with wicked metal cockspurs to increase the damage.
He can do plenty of damage without. The tactic is to leap in the air and come down spur first on your opponent’s vulnerable bits. Shins, in my case. He can actually poke bleeding holes in my flesh right through jeans (somehow, mysteriously, without poking holes in the jeans themselves). If he catches a joint, he can cripple me for a day.
Two of my other boys also try this gambit, but they’re such fuzzy lightweights it’s merely amusing.
That leaves the blessed Mo, who has never been aggressive. The girls love him and he leads them all around the garden. Wot a rooster is Mo!
I never go out there now without a walking stick that I keep between Albert and me at all times. He almost never gets past my guard now.
God, aren’t Poland legs ugly?
Good weekend, everyone!
August 20, 2021 — 7:29 pm
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