Horror! Horror most fowl!! I have been attacked. Attacked by a He Chicken. A cockerel. A nasty piece of work. Public enemy Number 1
One fresh blowy Sunday afternoon I visited a nearby Organic farm shop/working farm. I have always prided myself in being an eco -friendly human, bordering on could-be Eco Warrior but havent the time nor conviction. But I feel good in these places. Eco friendly, Organic, enviromentally friendly and all round good. What could be better? I feel I am doing my bit for Mankind. No idea what that is. So I wander round the organic shop, with only a pot of honey in my basket. Pay up then head for the farm yard. Lets see the friendly animals. Will it be like Animal Farm? Will the pigs take over? Imagine how it was, a Towny, excited by the mere sight of animals that are almost free. The yard was full. There were pigs, big and smelly... oink oink. There were goats...... baahhh bahhhh. There were ducks.... quack quack. There were cockerels.... cockadoodledoo cookadoodledoARRRRAAAAGHHHH!!!!!...... It came for me, claws at the ready, jumped up to my neck and dug its claws into me! I Screamed!!!!! and batted the bastard off me. Then I ran as fast as I could back to the safety of the car as it chased after me. All I could hear was the loud shrill cries of a Cockadoodledoo! Like a victory call. Bastard! Death to all cockerels and their cousins I say. I will be returning to that farm in the near future - with a shotgun! If I was him I would start running now.
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