He has since been renamed Cornelius, after the Corn Flakes mascot.
And I am looking for a place that wants him before that choking noise can blossom into full-blown crowing. And, thence, before the neighbors start complaining! (Although, honestly, who could hear him over the FOUR GREAT DANES just two houses down???)
It's really a shame, because these roosters are absolutely beautiful and quite frankly, much prettier than the hens of the same breed:
And those eggs! The most scrumptious looking eggs come from welsummers! I won't be getting any chocolate brown eggs that look like this:
{Sigh.}
But on the plus side-- this does make it more likely that I'll be getting more chicks next spring!
In the mean time, if you know anyone in search of an absolutely gorgeous, free-range rooster, you know where to find me!
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My dad's neighbor has a rooster and it's all you can hear outside all day long. Bless you for regaining your rooster. And good luck. Maybe a drive by at frying pan farm?
This made for a really interesting story to start to Class Presidency Meeting. ;-)
Poor Sophronia...I mean Cornelius. It's at that age where you can turn male roosters into good chicken dinners. If you want to go that route...
Whitney-- I would totally be all over making this chicken into dinner! I'm sure it will kind of gross me out, but I think it's important to have a better understanding of where our food comes from. But Craig says we are not allowed to eat anything that has a name. And Kendra is so attached to these chickens, that I'm pretty sure this would be the perfect way to turn her into a vegetarian! So no eating (these) chickens. But maybe some day...!
When I said regaining, I meant rehoming. And making this comment it tried to autocorrect me to regaining again. You can't trick me twice, autocorrect!!
I didn't realize that the Corn Flakes rooster is named Cornelius. How did you figure that out?? I'm sorry about the surprise - poor Sophronia!
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