We are fewer 3 roosters. They were getting us up at 5 each morning, and I'm pretty sure our neighbors were getting that same helpful awakening. As the biggest and prettiest of the brood, they definitely had their place, but now the 6 remaining hens are happier and eating like they are enjoying the elbow room.
All the deceased roosters looked like this one.
It died happy.
And had a somber burial.
They weren't sure this last one was a rooster, but as he found himself the king of all these queens, this unfortunate bird began to crow loudly...
Clay isn't cut out for this.
Your rendition of the whole thing is way better than mine! Hilarious! Your pictures are great! -rb
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