I realize that this is getting ridiculous. She’s a rooster! No, she’s not a rooster! I have two hens… maybe not.
Sorry Laura (she won the “name the chicks” contest). I think that Helen is a rooster, which would make him “Helmut”. Each day the tail feathers get longer and more luxurious. And in the bird world, it is sort of a rule that the males get more color and flair than the females. Helen… I mean, Helmut is certainly showy. He hasn’t crowed yet, but I am pretty sure I am right this time. Sigh.
Well shoot. Anyone want a rooster?
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Oooops! No rooster here, please.
A couple weeks ago we were at a housewarming and met a new couple (there were also lots of couples there we already knew). We mentioned that my friend Stacy (also there) had had to move from Italy straight to Alabama and what a horrible transition that was, and the husband-half of the new couple said that his wife wanted to move to Alabama because she wants to raise chickens. So of course I had to tell her 1) NO, YOU REALLY, REALLY DON’T WANT TO MOVE TO ALABAMA, and 2) there are many much nicer places you can have chickens, Portland, Oregon being one of them. So I told her all about you!
October 1st, 2009
THAT is a rooster. I’d make a joke about firing up the stewpot except that I have no desire to kill and pluck etc this chicken. What are we going to do?
October 1st, 2009
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