Noah use to chase the rooster out of our yard with his pirate sword. The rooster got his own back by chasing Noah down, jumping on his back and pecking at his head. It was really awful to watch. I was hanging out the washing and I couldn't get to Noah quick enough. I hurdled the back fence with lightening speed but I was too late; the damage was done and poor little Noah was bruised and battered. His little ego took a beating too and he is now terrified of our rooster. I hate the bloody thing because it has had a go at me a few times too. I was also attacked by a rooster when I was 4 years old. Watching Noah being attacked brought back scary memories for myself.
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