True, I don't mean to underestimate the danger and strong possibility of harm. Lucio's probably more like 12 lbs now, and certainly he could hurt a person. But to put it in perspective, speaking of Jakes, I had a great-uncle Jake who was a butcher. He walked with a pronounced limp because he tossed by a bull and broke his pelvis. Lucky not to have been killed. A bull is a really dangerous animal. Some folks act like they are going in like matadors to the bullring every time their rooster gets "too close" to them.
And you know, I'm thinking that might be another sign of just how disconnected hyper-civilization has made people in general. On some deep level, we crave that good burst of adrenaline, some extreme situation, some danger to keep us on our toes, to get the blood flowing more strongly in the veins. In the colonial era, there were Europeans stomping over the African savannas shooting lions. Now there's software developers who take single engine planes to remote mountains to snowboard. Insurance actuaries who decide to train for the Ironman. And backyard chicken keepers who secretly relish logging in to a forum to report that they had a near brush with death-by -rooster before their morning latte.
Which is kind of funny. Or would be if so many roosters weren't demonized for being exactly who they are.
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@fluffycrow have affectionate bonds with their roosters, but as s long as these ladies get this kind of attention, I really don't care if Lucio ever hugs me