I got a phone call yesterday for Casper - yey! Looks like Mister Badass is going to a new home later tonight, the guy has a yard full of hens looking for a big macho roo... Well, they're going to get their feathers' worth!
It does sadden me though... Casper was THE sweetest roo, I mean look at this cute baaaaaby! Gentle as a lamb!
He was always super friendly and sweet, followed me around like a puppy and loved to climb on my lap for cuddles... Oh, those were the days. Sniff.
Then he grew into a huge screeching biting t-rex with raging hormones - I just cannot trust him anymore, he scares me (and I have the scabby welts on my legs to prove it). Only four months old with lots of growing yet to do, too - he's better off with someone who can handle such a beast. Zero tolerance for aggressive animals here, too bad so sad :(
I can only hope that his new owner treats him with kindness and respect, but there is no way to know anything for sure. If he's destined for the stew pot, at least I'll have done my very best to give him a good and spoiled life until then.
Owning chickens... not for the faint of heart.
Anybody got a box of tissues for me??
-Technodoll aka Mother Hen