The other morning I heard the creaking, croaking, sound of an adolecent chicken in full puberty trying to crow. Which means only one thing, that two of our young chickens are indeed roosters! Now there is no doubt about it!
And roosters are NOT allowed in the city.
So this weekend we'll be having fresh chicken for dinner.
Hmmm? Do I break my habit of not eating meat for some tasty farm fresh chicken? I just might!
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