Rocky the Rooster, in an effort to protect the hens from the ferocious Laudie-Dog (who wouldn’t hurt a fly), stands guard half way up the steps of the hermitage, cornering Laudie up against the hermitage door. But Laudie…
Laudie thinks this is all a bit humorous. She offers the rooster a typical italian insult of disdain…
There follows a standoff, and then a tense peace which is hardly peace, but merely a lack of all out war.
Laudie could do in the rooster in a nanosecond. The rooster knows it. Both know that I disapprove of mortal bloodshed between them. The rooster takes advantage of this to gain ground. Laudie knows it’s all a joke, that I side with her. The rooster knows this too, but is happy that I disapprove of him getting his head ripped off by Laudie.
There is great order in the chaos. If only we could have a bit more order in the world.
Come, Lord Jesus!