May 2011
2 posts
Binks
I had a rooster. I raised him from a baby chick and we bonded until he got to the age that he started “biting”. I was gone one weekend and when I came back he bit me, our relationship crumbled to nothingness soon after. He grew and grew until he could fly, and subsequently resent me for hindering his flight by way of window screen duct taped to the top of his enclosure. His name...
