Grousey Attacks

I anticipated that Grousey (a wild ruffed grouse who has set up his territory to include my yard) might be on patrol this evening when I took my compost out, so I wore my tall boots. It's a good thing I did. Sure enough, he detected my presence and was right on me, doing his usual thing of trying to corral me into as tight a position as possible. Any maneuver on my part is countered by one on his. And if I turn my back to retreat to the house, he can come after my ankles. In this case, he didn't wait for me to turn. Thank you, boots! He's a wily one, enchanting all his fans with his beauty, but now I have documented evidence that he can also be a bully.