D and I walked home yesterday by a different route than usual, cutting across the Mass Ave bridge and through the neighborhood. A few blocks from home, we realized we were close to the Chicken House, where several gorgeous roosters and chickens live. We peeked in the yard. No chickens. We peered up at the coop set into the wall. No chickens.
We turned...and there in the street coming towards us, chickens.
"Huh", thought I, "this isn't right."
They got closer, up onto the sidewalk with us, a brown rooster and a white hen, neither of them much larger than a pigeon. Thinking that maybe they just flapped over the fence and don't know how to get back in again, I stepped forward to open the gate for them.
The rooster took this to mean that I was trying to Make Time With His Lady, and attacked my shoe with great sound and fury. Such was the fluttering and commotion, it took a second to realize that I was not actually feeling anything. It was like a pingpong ball rattling against my foot. Still, I backed off.
D and I huddled and came up with a plan while the rooster Eyeballed me as only a rooster, or possibly Danny DeVito, can. She circled, distracting the rooster, while I leaned forward as far as I could and opened the gate a smidgen. My feet said no-no...the gate said yes-yes.
The hen began to go inside. The rooster followed...and then decided to attack my foot anyhow, just on principle. But as I was stoic this time and didn't flinch (er...much), it seemed to decide that I was a tree, and therefore not much of a threat. He went inside, we closed the gate behind them.
Exeunt, to the sound of crowing behind us.
I love this neighborhood.
We turned...and there in the street coming towards us, chickens.
"Huh", thought I, "this isn't right."
They got closer, up onto the sidewalk with us, a brown rooster and a white hen, neither of them much larger than a pigeon. Thinking that maybe they just flapped over the fence and don't know how to get back in again, I stepped forward to open the gate for them.
The rooster took this to mean that I was trying to Make Time With His Lady, and attacked my shoe with great sound and fury. Such was the fluttering and commotion, it took a second to realize that I was not actually feeling anything. It was like a pingpong ball rattling against my foot. Still, I backed off.
D and I huddled and came up with a plan while the rooster Eyeballed me as only a rooster, or possibly Danny DeVito, can. She circled, distracting the rooster, while I leaned forward as far as I could and opened the gate a smidgen. My feet said no-no...the gate said yes-yes.
The hen began to go inside. The rooster followed...and then decided to attack my foot anyhow, just on principle. But as I was stoic this time and didn't flinch (er...much), it seemed to decide that I was a tree, and therefore not much of a threat. He went inside, we closed the gate behind them.
Exeunt, to the sound of crowing behind us.
I love this neighborhood.
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Date: 2005-05-03 02:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 03:00 pm (UTC)But yes, you definitely should carry a camera with you :) You never know what you're going to see in Boston.
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Date: 2005-05-03 03:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 03:55 pm (UTC)Kodak Moments
Date: 2005-05-03 04:34 pm (UTC)Reminds me of when I was taking the back roads home one day (when I lived near Wright Pat Air Force Base) and came across a farm that raised llamas, ostriches and zebras.
I s**t you not.
I was thankful that I was the only car on the road because I did a double take and immediately pulled over to make sure I wasn't seeing things.
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Date: 2005-05-03 05:31 pm (UTC)Re: Kodak Moments
Date: 2005-05-03 05:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 05:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-04 12:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 06:06 pm (UTC)Anyway, I learned through a chicken keeping friend of mine, all you need to do is grab them and toss them over the fence. They'll glide down.
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Date: 2005-05-04 12:43 pm (UTC)CHICKEN RE-IMPRISONER!
Date: 2005-05-03 07:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 11:16 pm (UTC)And they had a rooster.
In the apartment.
Just hanging out.
I thought I had seen everything when I saw a Rooster in Bay Village.