Ten days ago I caught one of my roosters and brought him to his new home. We dropped him off in Oak Grove where he has a most luxurious and spacious coop to share with his new flock of females. I was sure he was a rooster when I put him in the box but as soon as I got home I worried. Maybe he wasn't a rooster. Today I got the confirmation I needed. Phil is indeed a Phil and not a Phyllis. He is crowing loud and proud many, many times a day. He moved right into his new life and is adjusting well. I even got his see his photo. Good to know!
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