sue666
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I love something a bit 'out of the norm' and when it comes to pets the strangest I've had is a piranha called Omar and a Mexican red-legged tarantula (no name). What's yours?
The missus............
I love snakes once had a pic taken with python around my neck, not sure what type but it had a beautiful yellow colouring. Now we just have a Rhodesian Ridgeback , a duck, and a dozen hens !hog island boa
royal python
Russian rat snake
creamsicle corn snake
but all in the past now ,just have a Lakeland terrier now
I had a cockeral called Roger, a big Rhode Island Red, people gave him a wide berth, but he would come indoors and jump up next to me on the sofa and loved a stroke and would hunker down and go to sleep next to me, it freaked some people out when they visited and after a few minutes sitting there they suddenly noticed Roger fast asleep next to me!
they both leapt at me when I wasn't looking! This kept recurring and its not funny with birds that big so I called on a friend to help them 'meet their maker' !
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Yep, had a psycho Light Sussex cockerel once. He was definitely a problem. Given the chance, he'd sneak up behind you, and attack from the rear. If you turned round, he'd give a perfect impression of a dedicated forager - hey look, some good worms here. Turn round again & he was suddenly 2 feet closer. But if you didn't turn round, he'd attack claws & spurs out. Nearly 10kg of evil killer wanting to take you out! Not me, though. Only the rest of the family. He really liked me - unless I put my orange chainsaw wellies on - Husqvarana ones. Talk about a red rag to a bull - he just went mental.
He tasted pretty good, though ... :thumb:
Yeh, Ok, he wasn't exactly a pet!
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Yep, had a psycho Light Sussex cockerel once. He was definitely a problem. Given the chance, he'd sneak up behind you, and attack from the rear. If you turned round, he'd give a perfect impression of a dedicated forager - hey look, some good worms here. Turn round again & he was suddenly 2 feet closer. But if you didn't turn round, he'd attack claws & spurs out. Nearly 10kg of evil killer wanting to take you out! Not me, though. Only the rest of the family. He really liked me - unless I put my orange chainsaw wellies on - Husqvarana ones. Talk about a red rag to a bull - he just went mental.
He tasted pretty good, though ... :thumb:
Yeh, Ok, he wasn't exactly a pet!
Aged about 6 when my Godfather took me to see his chickens ...
... where the cockerel attacked me, hooked into the back of my knees (between socks & shorts) and ripped a couple of lumps out of me!!
Move forward three months to when my Mum suggested that I went out with my Godfather to choose a chicken for Christmas.:lol: :lol:
I knew exactly which chicken I wanted so despite "It's years old and it'll be as tough as old boots!" I got my choice ...
... and it tasted just fine! :thumb: :thumb:
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