He's pretty hard to see in this picture, but the Imposter, our number two rooster, is sitting in this tree. Double-click on it and look for dark feathers right in the middle.
Because he's a smart rooster. Of the 9 that arrived a month or two ago after a friend called to ask if we wanted some roosters, he's the one that slipped away before meeting his fate in the killing cone. And now, he knows that to escape the weasel or whatever it is that killed 4 hens a few nights ago, the higher the better.
Okay, here's a better picture, but you needed to see the whole tree first.
To brag a little on our trained hens, they lay their eggs here.
Yesterday, Karen asked me to take some pictures of Darla, just in case, I think.
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