Cock-a-doodle do (part 1)
Monday, August 30, 2010 at 10:16PM Sometimes things do not go as planned.
Recap: I was dreaming of a kitchen counter covered in these
So we got some chicks
Then that cute fluffy yellow one died.
Panic! Terror!
Okay, fine, we moved on. Then we got this one, you voted and her name became Ingrid. And life was good.
Our backyard had become one of my favorite places. We would sit outside, watch the chickens and admire our partially done fence. We even got a pool!
That is not us, and those are not our kids
Kyle and I were in the pool enjoying ourselves when we heard it. I had heard it earlier in the day, and was worried but brushed it off. When we heard it again, I did some quick internet research. Jackie, who was supposed to look like this:
(this is a hen, FYI)
instead looked like this:
(and, of course, this is a rooster, also FYI)
Shiiiit.
From that day forth, the glamourous Jackie O was now referred to as Jack Kennedy. To keep our neighbors happy, the next day he flew the coop to a nice couple in Brooklyn Park who told me they would be using him for breeding. (Fingers crossed for you Jack!)
And then there were two.
To be continued...
Reader Comments (1)
Love the story, some great pictures. Good luck to Jack! Hope he doesn't end up in a pot.