Even though we pay to make sure we have just hens here at our house, we have acquired a rooster. Sexing baby chicks is not always an exact science. A couple of weeks ago. Mr. Rooster started his pathetic attempts at crowing. It sounded much like the adolescent boys as their voices change. His crow has gotten stronger over the past few weeks though and now he is sounding more like the male rooster he will be someday. His pretty tail feathers are starting to grow in and they are beautiful. He is starting to herd the hens and "protect" them from us. Unfortunately, we are not allowed to have roosters within the city limits so he will eventually have to meet an untimely death. We are hoping though that he does not get too obnoxious before it is time to butcher the rest of the chickens. Today as he was crowing, my husband told him that if he was smart he would be a little more subdued about his crowing or his time would be coming sooner than later. We shall see how it turns out but in the meantime it is fun to watch his adolescent ways with the hens in his enclosure.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
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