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Lucky and the Rooster
We let Lucky and Charity out one night for their last run before bed. After a few minutes we called for them, Charity came in, Lucky didn't. DH went out the front door to look for her, I went to the back door, turned the light on and called, she came to me and came inside. I let DH know. I went to give them a treat and I saw what I thought was blood all over Lucky's face and down her neck, not a lot, just like her fur was tinged with it. Well, the neighbors across and a little up the road from us had gotten a rooster a couple of weeks before. It was always coming in the yard. My first thought, after checking to make sure it wasn't coming from her, was the rooster. Here DH and I go looking for the evidence to destroy it before the neighbors find out. We are each with a flash light, like to idiots, scanning the yard for rooster remains. We found none.
Now I go back to earlier in the day. I was at work and I sometimes bring home buckets from the bakery. They are different sizes and are useful for all sorts of things. I needed a compost bucket for inside so I picked one up and when I got home I set it in back of the trailer.
Back to Lucky. When we found no evidence of the rooster I went back in to clean Lucky up. BTW, her knickname is Lucky the Hog. I got a towel and wet it with warm water, sat on the floor and called her over to me. I made her sit and started wiping the red whatever off of her. Then the smell hit me, it was a very sweet smell. I started laughing like a mad woman and DH said,"What is wrong with you." I had tears rolling down my face and when I regained a little control I asked him, "Do you remember the icing bucket I brought home this evening. He said, "Yes". I said , "Guess what color icing it was, RED." Well Lucky the Hog found the bucket I forgot about and had herself a really good treat. Boy did she have a sugar rush.
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HAHAHA Sharon, I can just imagine how foolish you must have felt after looking for rooster remains and concerned about poor Lucky when the reality was 'poor' Lucky had been stuffing her face with treats!
Sharon that is one of the funniest pet stories I've heard!! I can see John and I out doing the same thing with flashlights!!! Glad the rooster was ok!!LOL!!
That had to be the sweetest little hog at that moment.Looking for the rooster and she was hid loosing her figure.Too funny
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