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		By: Annie T. Baxter		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I read your post, it brought to mind the days when we lived on acreage and had chickens, ducks and peacocks.  Being of petite stature, it seemed that if there was a &quot;nutty&quot; bird in the flock, it took a shine to me.

One incident that comes to mind is a rooster, Chester.  

For some reason, he like to stalk me.  Whenever I would walk to the hen house, I could count on hearing a &quot;thump, thump, thump&quot; behind me.  I would stop, turn around and Chester would screech to a halt, then begin pecking the ground.   This would usually occur two or three times before I would get that creepy feeling up the back of my neck and turn to see he was just about on my heels!

I finally figured out that if I turned and ran towards him, arms out to look big plus saying &quot;shoo, shoo&quot;...Chester would turn and tuck tail!

It&#039;s crazy...but I can honestly say that as much as I love God&#039;s creatures...chickens, roosters, peacocks...and now wild turkeys, can really get my goat!

Thank goodness you had neighbors to help you!

Until next time...Annie]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I read your post, it brought to mind the days when we lived on acreage and had chickens, ducks and peacocks.  Being of petite stature, it seemed that if there was a "nutty" bird in the flock, it took a shine to me.</p>
<p>One incident that comes to mind is a rooster, Chester.  </p>
<p>For some reason, he like to stalk me.  Whenever I would walk to the hen house, I could count on hearing a "thump, thump, thump" behind me.  I would stop, turn around and Chester would screech to a halt, then begin pecking the ground.   This would usually occur two or three times before I would get that creepy feeling up the back of my neck and turn to see he was just about on my heels!</p>
<p>I finally figured out that if I turned and ran towards him, arms out to look big plus saying "shoo, shoo"...Chester would turn and tuck tail!</p>
<p>It's crazy...but I can honestly say that as much as I love God's creatures...chickens, roosters, peacocks...and now wild turkeys, can really get my goat!</p>
<p>Thank goodness you had neighbors to help you!</p>
<p>Until next time...Annie</p>
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