We have a problem. Tonight Nigel launched another attack on me, worse than the last. Again on my left leg, this time he sunk his beak into the side of my knee and hooked both his spurs into me too. I was so shocked and had a bit of a stumble around and then the blood soaked through my leggings and I noticed he'd actually torn holes on my pants. A puncture wound on the side of my knee, another behind my knee and a scratch across the front of my knee and the feeling of being hit by a wrecking ball in a small feathered form. Sam asked me if he should assume to role of executioner which sent me into a state, bawling my eyes out for about 2 minutes. You see I'm scared of Nigel now, he is strong and very vicious and I'm worried for myself but also for children, his beak could take out an eye. He could have a go at Ella too which wouldn't end well for him. So I'm considering his future, being practical and trying not to cry. I suppose it is the way of the world isn't it, if you pick on someone bigger than you eventually they will fight back, I'd rather he be dispatched quickly and efficiently by Sam than pumbled by Ella and have to endure the trauma of being injured.
So now I'm off to treat these injuries properly this time with disinfectant and antiseptic cream and plasters!
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