As he should be! LOL.
Finally, I found some rat stompers that fit me! I have an old Mt. Everest pair that has been great for many years, but I keep changing "chicken shoes" from one pair of tennis shoes to the next, not enough tread to keep me on my feet around this mountain property. And they wear out really fast, too. So, I decided I needed actual boots like my old rat stompers. I've looked for months and months; all women's boots are wussy as heck, not wide enough across the toe box, not enough REAL tread, too "fashion-y" for me and no men's sizes small enough. I wear a women's 7 or 7 1/2 WIDE width and sometimes the wide across the toes make the heel area too loose, so shoe shopping is not fun for me. *I also see that there are more extra large women's sizes than my size, which makes it harder still*
I was looking at the men's Brahma boots at Walmart when I spied "Size 6 1/2, Wide Width" WHAT? They have that small of a men's size?? That is so rare, so I grabbed them and put them on and Viola! They FIT ME! They are 100% waterproof brown suede, with MAJOR tread! I am so happy! And, of course, they are BRAHMA brand boots. Plus, they were reasonably priced at $34.95, more than I usually pay for shoes but WAY less than most of the other boots they had in stock. So, my old rat stompers will be my chicken shoes for winter and I have my new Brahma boots, albeit, men's boots.
These! REAL boots with REAL tread! No wussy lady-boots for moi!
Exactly right about that! I used to wear a 6 1/2 until early adulthood, but I don't know, maybe because of my hippie barefoot years (never any shoes indoors, cheap shoes worn loosely all the time), my shoe size edged upward. The real issue is across the base of the toes, my foot is very wide, but the heel doesn't match up, so shoe shopping is always a nightmare. I come from a generation where they had those shoe fitting scales that slid and measured length and width and told what size you were, but those were actual high-faluting department stores, not WallyWorld. I bet no one even knows what those are now.
That's hard because he apparently saw her as some sort of intruder, not someone who should be there. But how to fix it, I'm not sure. I've never had any of my good-natured roosters ever threaten a stranger, even. though no one has approached them without me or DH beside them to let them know this person is okay. Now, if there were screaming, out-of-control youngsters who got into the pen with them, I would say that they might be flogged by any rooster, even a sweet one, because wild. raucous kids make all roosters nervous, but trying to psychoanalyze a rooster can be tricky at times. Who really knows what he was thinking? Maybe this is a precursor to aggression with folks he does know well, hard to say.
I MUST have tread, poop in it or not. I cannot risk breaking an ankle again. We live on rock-and-root-ridden mountain property with woods that drop mountains of oak leaves. Wet leaves will throw you on your behind if you have slick shoes.
