On Sunday we visited the Farmyard again with friends. While waiting for them, Boeta got a chance to explore a little. He was walking around and saw his favorite “prey”…chickens. They were in for some exercise.
This was a bad idea, Boeta picked up the scent immediately, focus changed. Mom, always in attendance, held him back a little and said “leave the poor rooster alone son”, but daddy said to mom to let the little man go, the rooster is used to this.
The rooster, as to prove daddy’s point walked calmly down to the path, Boeta coming down, carefully and when he was down the rooster just walked up to the grass again. He knows all about this, we were sure now. Boeta was seriously hampered by this move, but it did not stop his enthusiasm one bit.