Bing and the Dancing Goat Farm

I always like to share my story of how I met Pam and how I became a part of the Dancing Goat Farm. I currently live in Safety Harbor but I am originally from New York City. My business allows me to work from my home and since I live across the street from the Bay and my yard is full of trees and plants all kinds of wildlife live there or visit and to be honest I feed them all because my home and yard will always be a safe haven for all animals. One day I came home from the bank and in my yard there was a young lost polish rooster pecking around. I got out and greeted him and he immediately came up to me like a long lost friend. After a day or two of getting to know him I decided to name him Bing for his attitude because he is like a little gangster that says Ba Da Bing and he ruled our neighborhood and much to my surprise Bing was accepted with open arms. Bing is a very resourceful rooster as well as a survivor and he decided to start perching in a small tree right next to my screened porch every night. Right before the sun would set he would return home from his day of adventures and perch safety in that tree until the next morning. Bing came into my life on the afternoon of July 15 2013 and he stayed at my home until December 5 2013. I had come home on December 4 2013 and noticed a police cruiser along with a paramedic just down the road from my house there also was a frantic lady who was claiming she was attached by a wild chicken that had jumped out of the bushes. I quietly stayed at my house until the lady, paramedics and police had finally left. So now Bing was a fugitive chicken and I knew that I needed to act very quickly. So the first thing I did was to call my friend Karl because he has extensive experience with chickens and he also knew Bings whole story. After I told him about Bing both he and Mary opened their home to Bing and allowed me to bring him to stay in their garage until the next morning but my job was to round Bing up which was very easy to do because he came back to his tree that night right before the sun went down. As luck would have it I had also gone that Saturday to the Saturday Morning Market in downtown St. Petersburg and had a chance to meet Pam face to face and after promising her my help on the farm she said I could bring Bing to the farm that Monday morning if he had no where else to go. Well fugitive Bing had nowhere else to go so when Monday morning came Bing, Karl and I went to the Dancing Goat Farm and now it is three months later and Bing has a nice place to live, three beautiful wives and I am part of a wonderful group of people who call the Dancing Goat Farm their second home. Thanks for reading Bing's story and please check back soon with the City Boy on the Farm.