Rufus is hanging outside my office window letting the world know who it's daddy is. He is the king and don't you forget it. He is celebrating because he is the chosen one. The other roosters are on the way to becoming coq au vin. Tomorrow is the scheduled day of execution, so to speak. The roosters are enjoying their last bright, sunny day. They spend a lot of time throwing mulch into the yard, harassing the hens and fighting. Tomorrow they may be locked up all day as the weather forecasts are dire and as usual, overexaggerated. We'll just have to wait and see how much snow we actually get. The roosters may get a reprieve for a day, but it definitely has to happen this weekend.
I ordered an incubator today. It should be here next week (keep your fingers crossed). Then we will set it up in Monkey's classroom with a bunch of eggs and hope some hatch. My luck, they'll all be roosters...
Friday, February 10, 2006
posted by maggie at 3:51 PM