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5AM cock-a-doodle-do
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Bon Voyage Monsieur Petals

 I woke to a friendly call from my daughters chicken, Petals. Laying there listening, I was temporarily in heaven.

Oh my god it's 5 in the morning.
It's Saturday.
Oh the poor neighbors..

After three days of having a morning wake up call, I decided there was no more denying it, Petals is Rooster.



( Yikes! My husband just walked in, "Ugh, hey Sweetie? The neighbor said the guy on the corner is going door to door today looking for the Rooster. You know, the crazy one.")

 Thank goodness for these guys: http://www.urbanfarmstore.com/

                                                                              
They are currently letting people bring in their roosters, no questions asked on Wednesdays and Saturdays.

From their website:

We can relocate roosters again! Bring them in a cardboard box with some pine shavings on Wednesday or Saturday and we'll pass them on to our partner who will either keep them in his breeding program or relocate them to other breeding farms he knows. A small percentage end up at auction, an uncertain fate. He can also relocate older or unwanted hens.

   

The boys. That's him in the middle bottom.

I'm going to miss you Petals. 

He was my favorite. Mischievous and wild, he kept me on my toes. I never knew when he was going to come back that free range so and so, but he always did. And on the nights when he was still out and my daughter was going to bed, she was pacified knowing that he was just at the local neighborhood coop party while someones parents were out of town.

You are off to the farm now and hopefully you will know true freedom. We love you Petals. XOXO

Other fun animals to see at the shop.

                                                                                                                                            

This beauty has a hurt leg.

The goats of course.

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