How I Took On a Fierce Rooster in a Wild Wrestling Match—and Survived to Tell the Tale!
I finally got him in the tote, and held him down in there until I could put the lid on top. An hour later, the nice lady came by and she had a dog crate in the back of her SUV and it had a clean puppy pad in it. I was thinking we needed to turn the tote on its side, and pull the lid off so he could just walk into the dog crate. Nope! She’s an expert.
She took the lid off of the tote, and gently reached inside, picked him up, cuddled him, and then gently placed him in the dog crate. In hindsight, maybe I should’ve waited for her to show up to try to catch him! He didn’t beat his wings at her, nor try to bite her, nor use his spurs, nor scream at her! I think she hypnotized him! It was bizarre!!
