Heinrich is feeling better

Our injured (and very sinister) rooster Heinrich seems to be feeling much better. His injured leg is healing; he’s in much better spirits. He was cock-a-doodle-dooing like a drunken sailor during Fleet Week this morning. So we decided to move him back down to the coop. (He was making such a racket, we had to boot him — neither of us could sleep.) And wouldn’t you know it: The three other roosters gave him a terrific beat-down. That’s what happens when a chicken leaves his flock: They forget he existed so they fight him. The three other roosters ganged up on him and clawed him with their feet.

I wish I could say I feel bad. But I don’t. Heinrich has been attacking me for months! Karma: A bitch, isn’t it?

And now I welcome a gentler and more humble phase in our relations.