Toddler vs Rooster

A month after the fact it's easier to think about. But I will tell you that Blair's being flogged by our rooster scared me to death. Forget being a nurse; I was terrified.

I was right there. Right next to her. I just didn't snatch her up in time. It was like slow motion. I knew it was happening. All i had to do was reach down and grab her, but I couldn't do it fast enough.

And this is what we ended up with. He hit her right on the nose. And I was right behind her - she was right in front of my legs. I know we're blessed it wasn't worse.

He was young. We had never had problems with him. But they got attacked by a dog not long before, and that's the only thing I could think of that might have made him more on edge than he used to be. But maybe not.

It happened, it's over, she's fine, and we have no more rooster.

Now when I post my beach pictures, you'll know the whole story behind the eyes. I can't tell you how many people stared and asked. And when I told them, they said, "What?!" and really started listening.