Their main weapon is a large spur on the back of their legs.
Posted on 07/04/2022 3:01:03 PM PDT by Libloather
A Florida man spent 30 hours in jail and is facing a felony charge after he murdered his neighbor's rooster in what he called an act of self-defense.
James Nix, 54, is going viral in the wake of his arrest after detailing how he killed his neighbor's rooster in May, according to a report.
"I'm defending myself, you know," Nix, a Jacksonville native, said. "I was fearing for my safety, and the chicken died."
"I didn't know to give it a 21-gun salute!" he continued. "CPR, mouth-to-mouth, do you know? Or call the chicken ambulance?"
Nix was grabbing his mail when the rooster belonging to Jason Defelice came after him, he claimed.
**SNIP**
Defelice contacted animal control, and Nix was arrested and charged with aggravated animal cruelty, the report noted.
"Next thing you know, he calls the chicken police on me," Nix said.
"Chickens die every day, people - at Churches, Popeyes, Kentucky Fried Chicken."
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For many (most) of the “Big game” animals the governments sell, at a very high price, the permission to hunt. Most of the preserves/sanctuaries are funded with the proceeds.
Insert joke about having his c*** (rooster synonym) out in public.
A pissed off ferel Rooster might be as tough as a wild gobbler, to a human... we’re soft and easy to peck an eyeball or sink a spur into. No thank you! Mr. Rooster can go in the pot too.
Roosters get jacked up quick. A practiced tennis racket would do the trick.
How is killing a chicken a felony in FLORIDA, land of DeSantis? Was this law put in during the states’ Purple Commie Haze days?
Roosters can be nasty attacking animals. I always carry a stick and aim to remove head from neck
At full age just about all roosters are fighters
He did not have the courage to lop their heads off.
EXCELLENT!
No they start calling you Hannibal
Their main weapon is a large spur on the back of their legs.
Carry a squirt gun with ammonia in it.
Pretty wild
A plaster lath (some I hope know what that is) works pretty good. Grandma’s big red rooster used to chase us kids. Sis and me, her six and me nine. He got after sis one day. Chased her around the smoke house. I gotta a lath about three feet long. They come around my side. Sis in front, rooster gaining. I caught the fast rooster on the sweet spot and hit a walk off. He was a tough old bird but grandma’s cooking with dumpling and fixings worked. We used the entrails and liver for channel cat bait. Mind you this was back in the 60’s. Grow up red neck and learn stuff. 😜
Great idea - think I’ll try that with some fishers.
My parents had a goose and gander for a while when I was a preschooler. The gander thought he was boss, and would put me, the game rooster, and calves, on the run. He even ran off a bobcat. Not saying he would have won the fight, had there been one, but he charged, wings spread, head bobbing, spluttering in rage, and the bobcat turned tail.
His luck ran out when he savaged my younger sister. Can’t say I remember the taste, but I can say I have eaten goose tamales. His former mate disappeared a few days later. All but a few feathers. My parents supposed the bobcat had returned.
Shoulda remembered that. Seen the movie enough.
Huh. Headline writers took the day off, too... I would expect “Florida man held for murdering cock.”
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