The man just down the road from where we used to live had three chickens that he kept in a little wooden run and wire fencing at the side of his house but through the day, they were free to wander as and where they wished and keep in mind, we lived in a small fishing village, no-one there had yards that were fenced in. So, sometimes the chickens were not in his own yard.

Around 5 am one morning I was awoken to a loud cock-a-MUFFLED-do…It can’t quite seem to get the doodle sound out and so it missed that part of its morning call…..Oddest sounding rooster I ever heard. It didn’t just do it first thing in the morning either, it cocked-it’s-muffled-doodle at all hours of the day… and this was not a one time effort, it happened repeatedly, maybe ten times over. I’d guessed it was young and practicing.
Chloe told me the guy who has the chickens now has a rooster…..Ohhh Really! No doubt in my mind who is to blame for my new even earlier than early, morning alarm calls.

As I had to learn, most kids think they know it all. At 12, Chloe knew everything there was to know about anything. (At 16, still does)
If I told her once, I’d tell her a dozen times, never ever put your face into an animal’s face, not unless you know them and know their nature…unless of course it’s our dog Timmy or, her hamster.
But cocky as ever, full of wisdom that she had yet to earn, she didn’t believe me, thought I was talking nonsense.

I was in the back yard one day raking up grass into piles after it had been cut. Chloe is off school, sees the chickens are out roaming free and before I can say anything, she runs off down the road with Timmy off his line, closely following  her.

I’m guessing Tim sees the chickens and (being a typical Terrier) chases them instead.

Then I hear him barking and Chloe screaming. Such a high pitched scream, as if she was being murdered.

I look up to see her running like a bat out of hell, all arms and legs flyyyyyying and flailing as fast as her 12 year old legs would let her go and, fear etched all over her face, as she runs around the back of the house to where I am. Screaming again: “Help me…. help me Bren.”

Somehow or other, she’d gotten the rooster angry and….. He was so mightily miffed at her, he was chasing hard after her. He was hot on her heels all the way back to our house and, he wasn’t about to quit his chase either. Because he was all stretched out in his chase, he looked so tall and so big!

Chloe hides behind me, Timmy is trying to defend us both, all eight pounds of him. The rooster is still after Chloe….I had the rake in my hand and just held it out to break it’s focused concentration on getting Chloe. I moved the rake towards it and told it to “Shoo” a few times and, along with it keep squawking/swearing, it then began jumping high into the air…..swore some more… fluttered it’s wings…. and then thankfully, it waddled off back to its own yard.

I can’t tell you how funny it was seeing her come around the side of the house with this large white rooster hard on her heels squawking and swearing at her….. For laughter value…it was Priceless.

I asked her what she’d done to make him so angry, had she teased it or the chickens?… She said: “Nothing”…. Knowing Chloe, I found that hard to believe, but the rooster may well have been protecting his Harem.

Anyway after that episode she said, she’d never go near any live chickens or roosters ever again…. LOLOL

Ahhhhh those life lessons….. some can even be funny.

©  Daydreamertoo

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

23 thoughts on “Cock-a-Doodle-Don’t”

  1. An angry rooster can be nasty despite its size! Good to experience anger so that Chloe is prepared the next time! Nice narrative Bren!


  2. What a Cute Short Story, Thank you for the smile. (I tried to edit)

  3. I hope you keep this and similar entries for Chloe, who will cherish them in later years. I could see the movement in the scene, an effect I have trouble producing in my own writing.

  4. How funny, I’m sure this one was bigger and taller than any chicken can dream. 😉 Poor little Chloe. 🙂 We love chickens here and had them wandering around during the day, eventually we had to hear about how much the neighbors didn’t like them.

    Seems like you have been a bit of a heroine more than once. How neat it must be to be the eldest collecting stories.

  5. Funny story! Woman with broom saved the day! As it happens, I spent this weekend at a retreat on a farm where 4 roosters had been kicked out of the hen house for fighting–the fifth was still in. The cockadoodledo-ing was an all day and half the night event as they walked and scratched around the pool, the barn, tents, etc. Horrible.

  6. awww… poor chloe. lesson learned the hard way. just around the corner from me the people own chickens and roosters and they are always wandering into the middle of the road, a 55mph road. It’s kind of crazy. but now i will be sure to never get out of my car to try and chase on off! great story!

  7. I used to have a rooster I was scared of. I’d try to send the dog out ahead of me to chase him off before I went out. She’d cringe and send a little whisper of a bark his way. Pretty clear who was the boss in our farmyard. Loved your story 🙂

  8. I used to have chickens (I thought you were going to tell a story about trying to catch chickens which is a whole ‘nother pot of giggles), used to have a horse and there was a rooster named George–he chased everyone–have a similar hilarious memory of my sister, running through the stalls with George flapping and cursing after her–Thank you for the smiles and a story well told 🙂

  9. Superwoman with rake to rescue! Birds can be difficult. My daughter once got bitten in the thumb by a duck – she was trying to feed it. k.

  10. Hilarious. Poor Chloe. I like the way you wrote the post with each event building up the drama of the situation. It reminded me of when my son went to get an ice-cream from a van in the grounds of Cardiff Castle. He came running at me with his knees up around his ears being chased by a cockerel. He jumped up onto a bench to avoid it and the bird jumped up too. I wouldn’t have minded but he was 21 at the time. LOL Shame. (No he wasn’t 21 really.) He he.

  11. smiles..there are lessons our kids just have to learn themselves…my uncle had chicken and a rooster..and i never went close…always was a bit afraid of it..

  12. omg…that is too funny…and maybe one to be told at a crucial time later on you know…smiles….lol…she knew you would defend her though…

  13. hahahaha remind me never to piss off a rooster. That rooster much have thought he was grand chasing away a human haha

  14. That is quite a story, Bren. And it is a keeper that Chloe will enjoy years from now. I could picture it as it was unfolding. I do think roosters CAN be very mean. They may be fairly small, but I also think they are fairly mighty. Good that you were able to come to the rescue!

    (Thanks for sharing with Vice/Versa!)

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