While I attempted a photo shoot of a goat buckling I ‘m posting for sale, our silly, tiny, banty rooster photo-bombed my session.
He emited kind of a French vibe as he strutted through my goat-photo-session:
“Oh excuse moi, Madame….or, is it—Mademoiselle?
Ooooh, ma cherie, you have not zeen my best zide yet!”
He won me over with his charm and I took pictures of him! How could I resist Monsieur Rooster?