Might be his bi-product but then again, if like on our place when i's a kid, might be the Rooster!
My Grandma raised a White Leghorn Rooster from a chick. He got to thinking that anybody around that stuck his foot out and wiggled it back and forth, was there to his advantage. Strangers just didn't know how to act when that pretty rooster would run on over and jump on their boot to make passionate love to.
Old Bert was his name. He provided lots of laughs and lived to a good old age.
Joey
