We would go visit Grandpa Huie after church services when I was growing up. I would immediately go into his chicken pen to play with the rooster. The rooster would fly at me and try to spur me. I didn’t understand he was trying to kill me. I would knee him away and enjoy his next attack. He attacked even younger female cousins of mine and was turned into rooster and dumplings.
We would go visit Grandpa Huie after church services when I was growing up. I would immediately go into his chicken pen to play with the rooster. The rooster would fly at me and try to spur me. I didn’t understand he was trying to kill me. I would knee him away and enjoy his next attack. He attacked even younger female cousins of mine and was turned into rooster and dumplings.
My bad.