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I came to be the owner of a very handsome and proud New Hampshire Red. He was destined for the stew pot, but his owner really wanted to find a home for him.  That is how I came home one day with a rooster sitting on the dashboard of my truck.

We decided to name him Leo because he was a rooster with confidence and grit.  He was also a rooster who did not take kindly to being caged up. So we gave Leo free range of the yard, and he seemed to love to leave me “calling cards” on the hood of my truck.

Well, Leo was already a well-traveled young man being he came from three towns over.  But one evening he displayed his love for travel in a whole new way.  My wife mentioned that we were out of milk, so I headed to the truck to drive to the local store.  Looking around to make sure Leo was not on my truck or behind me, I jumped in,  started my truck and backed out to make my trip. I drove the mile and a half to the store, walked in and made my purchase, stopped and chatted for a moment and headed back to the truck.

As I walked across the parking lot I caught a glimpse of a TAIL FEATHER!  As I looked under the truck, I got the shock of my life: There was Leo, perched on the axle, looking at me as if to say “are you done yet? I have a yard to pick over.”  Well try as I might I could not entice him out.  After suffering enough laughter from a few folks, I decided that my best option was to drive slowly home.  The return trip took forever,  as I was watching for a feather puff to pop out behind me, but eventually we made it home safely. After turning off the truck, Leo popped out, waited for his crack corn snack,  hopped ontop the hood and deposited something I thought he would have got rid of already.

Unfortunetly Leo is no longer with us as a hawk came down one day and caught him.  Needless to say, Leo and I had a good time together. I could call to him and he would come running and loved to be picked up and have a pet (when he wanted it of course). I hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed living it.

Contributer Bio: I live in Maine. I own several bantams and will be receiving 50 Buckeyes this spring. I own a Wildlife Removal business and my children have a chance to experiance many diffrent animals. We also have 2 dogs, 2 cats.

What kind of Chicken person am I: Rural Community – 25 Chickens or less

Leo Takes a Ride, 7.3 out of 10 based on 6 ratings

This post was submitted by Jason Coombs.

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