The Cocky Monarch

The rams meandered down the road again, in hopes of an amorous interlude with the ewes. The Monarch squeezed under the gate and from his love-sick tunnel vision he noticed the neighbor cows and our heifer who had also slipped in for a visit. Being the scrappy bantam that he is, the p’ing match that ensued was too much fun to pass up shooting.2014 August (2) 001 2014 August (2) 004 2014 August (2) 008
Hoof kick! Hoof kick! 2014 August (2) 010
“If I squish him, would it be murder or public service?” 2014 August (2) 012

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