Dakota was squawking at me loudly, so I picked her up and she dumped all over me. So I guess that Rudy told her that we went out to lunch together today, and she got mad at me. Jealous hens suck! :old
The veterinarian said that she has never seen any rooster as calm as my Rudy was today. I asked her about the fact that he doesn’t crow, and she said “maybe he just doesn’t feel like it. His lungs are clear and he’s a handsome gent.”
I took Rudy to the veterinary clinic in town. He was a good boy all the time. We stopped at the local Carl’s Jr. for a burger and he ate half of my lunch. But he’s a good roo, so I’m not complaining too much
I awoke to the sound of Dakota tootin! No question that girl can fart! Just gas, no poop, gas. I did share a bean and cheese burrito with her last night. Seems like she wants to sleep in the house, not the coop with the rest of the family. :old :idunno