... continued ...
Every time Larry would get down in the floor with the flock, all four jumped on Larry's leg. Larry loved them all; he didn't prefer Mo's company to any of the others...
At least not then.
Eenie, Meanie, Miney, and Mo on Dwaddy
Eenie, Mo, Larry, and Linda
As the four grew, Meanie became especially aggressive on me, he would grab, twist and pound the flesh on my arm. I had bruises all up and down my arm. Then soon after this began, Mo stood ground between Meanie and me, defended me, and put Meanie right in place!
Then on, Mo knew himself as my protector!
Two of the other roosters became more mean, but Eenie and Mo stayed their sweet selves. Mo fell more and more in love with Larry and me. Only if his good friend Eenie foraged outside, then Eenie was his bud. At any slight chance to be with us, Eenie was on his own and Mo was right at our heels.
When the predator got Eenie, Mo became even more crazy about us. Now, he could focus his total attention on us all the time.
It's so much fun to finally share with folks our little story about Mo.
Eenie, Meanie, Miney, and Mo's Coop