CWS4322
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Rocky, the rooster, got attacked by something 10 days ago. He has been "in hospital" in a Vari300 dog kennel in the basement. I have been taking him out of the crate to examine his wounds every day.
I took him out his crate tonight--actually--he took himself out of the crate when I tried to wrap him in the towel. I had to chase him around the basement and corner him. He's definitely active. Once caught, I wrapped him in the towel and brought him upstairs and rocked him in the rocking chair and sang to him.
"Hush little Rocky, go to sleep, as long as I'm here, your soul to keep...
Hush little Rocky, you are safe, as long as I'm here...
Hush-hush, don't worry, no foxes are there...
Cliff is outside, and I've got you right here...hush, hush, little Rocky...go to sleep, go to sleep."
Okay, not the best lullabye, but I don't have a lot of experience singing lullabyes to roosters.
It took awhile, but he closed his eyes and rested his head on my shoulder and went to sleep. I might tame him yet.Once he was relaxed and asleep, I put him back in his crate.
His wounds look good. He was warm...but not overly so. I'll check him again in the morning.
Hush, hush, little Rocky, go to sleep...
Who knew having chickens could be so much FUN?
I took him out his crate tonight--actually--he took himself out of the crate when I tried to wrap him in the towel. I had to chase him around the basement and corner him. He's definitely active. Once caught, I wrapped him in the towel and brought him upstairs and rocked him in the rocking chair and sang to him.
"Hush little Rocky, go to sleep, as long as I'm here, your soul to keep...
Hush little Rocky, you are safe, as long as I'm here...
Hush-hush, don't worry, no foxes are there...
Cliff is outside, and I've got you right here...hush, hush, little Rocky...go to sleep, go to sleep."
Okay, not the best lullabye, but I don't have a lot of experience singing lullabyes to roosters.
It took awhile, but he closed his eyes and rested his head on my shoulder and went to sleep. I might tame him yet.Once he was relaxed and asleep, I put him back in his crate.
His wounds look good. He was warm...but not overly so. I'll check him again in the morning.
Hush, hush, little Rocky, go to sleep...
Who knew having chickens could be so much FUN?
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