Somebody Has a New Name

The human is mad at somebody, and she's given him a new name.

It's not this guy. He's still nameless, but she's not mad at him.

He just dances for the ladies and looks pretty. Who could be mad about that?

It's not Quackers.

He's old and sweet, and she would never call him anything but Quackers.

It's not Dora the Explorer Rooster, but I'm thinking he'd appreciate a new name.

Who could it be? No not this rooster. He doesn't have a name either, but I bet he's glad this isn't his name.

Naughty Rooster Boy? Of course, that's who it is.

I'm too much of a lady to tell you what she's calling him,

but it's usually preceded by the human yelling and followed by her going after a bandaid.

He's certainly back to being a Naughty Rooster Boy.

A Precarious Perch

Some fluffy little chicken was sitting on the "training stanchion." I think she was having a hard time staying on there.

Of course it didn't help with Dora the Explorer Rooster eyeing her tail feathers.

Did I say eyeing? I meant jumping up and grabbing her tail feathers.

Those chickens...

Luckily she got herself balanced and didn't fall off.