Friday, February 27, 2009

You lookin at me?

I have been trying to think of how to start this post. I can't come up with a clever intro, so I'll just come out with it.

Yesterday, my son was attacked by a rooster.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, a rooster. We live in a densely populated suburban part of northern Virginia. But, there is a working farm/community park near our house. Evan and Grandma took a trip to the farm yesterday. It is a great experience for the kids because they can walk through the farm area to see the barn animals. They have horses, cows, sheep, chickens, roosters, bunnies and a peacock.

The animals are usually confined. But apparently one of the roosters got out yesterday and was roaming free around the farm. I guess that Evan made eye contact with the rooster. The rooster thought that the two year old was challenging him, and in turn strutted up to Evan, jumped up in the air and kicked Evan in the chest with his talons. It knocked Evan to the ground, and he started crying. Fortunately, Evan was not injured. He had enough layers of clothing on that the talons did not pierce his skin. Afterward, the rooster fluffed out his feathers and strutted around the area making all sorts of noise.

Alright Mr. Rooster, you think you're so tough because you could take down a two year old? Well, you'd better pray that you never meet his MOM alone in a dark alley.....


Lynda said...

Oh my gosh, that's crazy! Thank goodness Evan is okay. That must have been so scary for him. said...

THIS is why I don't like animals.

Kelly Hasz said...

Carolyn, I just discovered your blog this afternoon. I saw this thing on my Xanga where I had a whole bunch of messages...never seen that before...had messsages dating back to the fall of 06. Anyway, saw on those messages that you'd started a blog. I just read ALL your posts so far and really enjoyed the updates on your life. Evan seems like a trip! The stories about him made me laugh out loud. You are a great writer...very entertaining. I'm officially addicted and will add your blog to my favorite you better keep writing!

Anonymous said...

I can totally relate to Evan's trauma! The same thing happened to me when I was a toddler...except I DO have the scars from those nasty talons to prove it. :) And, I still won't go near roosters. Evil beasts.

Stephanie Bortner