We accidentally ended up with 3 Roosters. I didn't really want a Rooster at all but Jeremiah talked me into having one Rooster (you know, just in case our cat Jack got hungry). On the way home from picking up the Chickens, Jeremiah told me that Jacob (Jeremiah's brother) gave us 2 Roosters just in case one died (I'm not an expert in the field, so we just went with it---honestly, I don't believe Jacob wanted to get stuck with an extra Rooster-can't blame him). And, about two weeks later after bringing the chicks home, we discovered a 3rd Rooster--the white Rooster---who might as well be a hen. I think he has major gender confusion issues. He looks crazy but he's such a wimp. This Rooster, in particular, really gets on my nerves. My next goal is to convince my husband that we do not need 3 Roosters...heck the cat seems to get along really well with the hens, I'm not sure we need any Roosters that wake me up at 4:30 EVERY MORNING. I'm starting to wonder if this is a plot from Jeremiah to make me get up early...hm?
On a chicken side note, I realized today that the Mesa Feed Store on Broadway has been ripping me off on chicken feed this whole time. You can find the same brand for half the price at the Pet store on Country Club and 1st street. I love it when I get a good deal...but at the same time I feel duped for paying way the heck too much.
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