Roo rage

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This is our rooster. Hubby rescued him from a batch of hens that were delivered to an egg farm 

He was a lovely little fellow, until his hormones hit 

He is constantly trying to kill us. And no. I’m not being dramatic 

I will not go near him. Hubby has been doing all chicken related chores 

Yesterday, while I was out at the doctors 

This roo flew up and got hubby on his hand. He was filling the feed container for them. 

Apparently it hurt. Lots. 

His hand then blew up. Now when ever he gets hurt I have to drag him kicking and screaming to the doctors 

But not this time. 

The doctor looked at his hand, heard the story, and sent him off to the hospital. He went to our nearest one, Casey. But they weren’t able to deal with it, so he was sent to Dandy hospital 

They took one look at his hand, heard the story and admitted him

I have been to see him this morning, my lovely friends drove me because going there would have given me a massive anxiety attack. 

While we were there they took him into surgery. 

They will open it up, give it a good clean and put him on IV antibiotics 

He will be there for another two days. If there isn’t any sign of infection he will be let out. 

But

If there is they might have to get him back into surgery to give it another clean 

I will continue to update everyone. 

Chicken are definitely the great grandchildren of dinosaurs because this one thinks he’s huge and mighty 

Oh and to answer everyone’s question 

No hubby doesn’t want to “ dispatch’ the criminal.