Monday, August 29, 2011

Testosterone's a killer

. In the space of 4 months Jr. has gone from cute fuzzy chick to Godzilla rooster. That's him up there looming over a hen. The goldie is the same size as his mother. Remember him with his mother; she was so protective and wouldn't let him leave her feathers. Well testosterone poisoning has set in and the shine has come off that relationship. Mrs. White has been taking feathers off the side of his in an effort to get him to stop trying to mate with her and anything else that doesn't move quick enough.  No respect I tell ya.  

If he doesn't stop giving me the evil eye, I'll be having 'Jr Piccata' this weekend.

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