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I hate chickens... except this one.

Here’s a photo for today.  Now for a little back story.

Berry has been trying to raise chickens for a couple of years now.  Unfortunately, Mother Nature has had other plans and have shown us and our children all about the circle of life.  And she’s shown exactly where chickens are in that circle in the most gruesome ways.

Anyway, I’ve fought against the chickens since the first day.  Don’t ask.  I have deep seated issues with chickens.  I love them for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, but caring for them is entirely too much for me.

Right now we have six.  Only two from the first early Spring batch have survived.  The photo is of the rooster, Sugar, and he’s one of the two older chickens.  I think he’s the favorite of the family, including mine.  The kids have handled him so much that he’s pretty mellow.

I made the mistake of admitting that he was a handsome bird to Berry who promptly told the children.  I’ve not heard the end of it.  Oh, well, what can I say? He is a handsome bird.