chickens
That rooster pecked Katherine aside just to monopolize my lap time
That rooster pecked Katherine aside just to monopolize my lap time, and honestly? I get it. There's something about a warm lap that turns even the most dignified rooster into a jealous, feathery tyrant. I've been there, sitting down for a quiet moment, only to have a feathered friend decide I'm their personal throne. It's equal parts hilarious and humbling. This kind of fowl play is exactly why I can't quit these birds, even when they're being little dictators. For more tales of birds with big personalities, check out "Roosters have my heart, even when they ruffle my feathers." Because let's be real, if you're going to be pecked, it might as well be for a good cuddle.
