Several months ago I opened up the coop to find my old, crotchety rooster in eternal slumber. I only had one. When I broke the news to the girls, their faces barely changed expression. Since then amidst protest I have been looking for a new roo. Yesterday I found a perfect fit. He has survived his first night among 50 layers. His name is Herschel and he's a beauty. He has a fabulous crow and puffs up his chest feathers just right. He may not have a practical purpose, as I'm not eating him and I'm not breeding him but he sure makes my day a little brighter.
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