Wild Kingdom

The chickens next door are attracting this guy:

I considered my chicken problem solved when I vanquished the annoying rooster last year, but now I have a coyote problem. I was actually scared to walk home yesterday because this fellow was standing on my sidewalk, not at all concerned about being out in broad daylight. To get home, I would’ve had to walk within 30 feet of him. I called my husband to come pick me up in the car.

He clearly wants to eat one of the chickens next door, who periodically roam freely in our yard. Frankly, I’d love to see it. I keep looking out my window waiting for my Wild Kingdom moment, but it hasn’t happened yet.

If I had small children or pets, I’d probably be Karening this situation by now. I would’ve had the Board of Health over here (again) to complain about the chickens attracting coyotes. But I don’t, so I’m just going to wait and see what happens.

GenX, let me know if you remember watching “Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom” on Sunday nights with your family. I think it was the first show to introduce us to both the beauty and the brutality of the animal kingdom. Some of those lion takedowns were epic. It showed us that predator-prey relationships are just part of nature.

Rooster update

Bloganuary writing prompt
If you could make your pet understand one thing, what would it be?

I don’t have a pet right now, so I’m going to use this prompt to update you on the chicken situation nextdoor. As you may recall, the new neighbors built a chicken coop (fine), but then they got a rooster. He squawked all day long, beginning before 6am. While there is no rooster bylaw in my town (roosters are not prohibited), it was a clear disturbance of the peace – MY peace specifically. (My early-rising husband said he liked the sound of the rooster and had no interest in reporting it. I was on my own.) After e-mailing the Town Manager and learning that technically the rooster was allowed, I contacted the Board of Health who informed me that I could file a “noise nuisance” complaint, which I did. The Board of Health spoke to the neighbor, but the rooster was not removed.

A couple weeks later, at a neighborhood Labor Day gathering, I brought up the rooster with key neighbors (a “Karen” skill for sure). They agreed that the bird is annoying and should be removed. I got a couple of them to formally complain to the Board of Health. The Board of Health came back to the neighborhood and then, one morning in September, I heard it: the Sound of Silence. Aaah. Order is restored to Suburbia.

Hopefully, the rooster is on a nice farm somewhere. The funny thing is that now his ex-girlfriends come over to visit, which is fine. They’re cute and quiet. The only potential problem (for them) is the neighborhood coyote.

The chickens from next door visiting my yard
Uh oh

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