Bird out of Hell

Last week I was attacked by a rooster with a bad attitude. He actually drew blood. As if my legs needed any more abuse. This week my crewmate Bobby and I were chased 100 feet by a hissing pyscho grouse. It charged out of the woods like a rabid racoon and starting gunning for us. We screamed and ran and looked for big sticks to wield.

I can’t wait to see what new foul assult comes my way next week.

What an asshole

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