But, with the number of small children we get in the stable visiting ponies and chickens, we didn't think a rooster was the best fit.
So he has gone to live with the lovely new owners of the Norsemen Restaurant (not to be on the menu, we hasten to add, but at their hobby farm on South Portage.)
We miss him crowing proudly, morning, noon and night as he practiced his song.
He has a small harem of about a dozen 'gals' to look after. We wish him all the best. We miss him.
There's something quite appealing about a rooster calling out. Maybe not at four in the morning, mind you.
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