No Name Farm/Ranch: Pierre: A Fancy Rooster

Without
meaning to, I acquired a very fancy rooster.? He ended up in a box of
chicks from the feed store this spring and was supposed to be a little
female easter egger - a kind of mutt chicken that lay pink and green
eggs.? Turns out, the chicken people at the feed store accidentally
mixed the high dollar birds in with those that cost $2.50 a pop, and I
got myself a purebred Ameracauna.? Oopsie.?
I
was skeptical about this one from the get-go and, sure enough,
eventually "she" sprouted wispy tail feathers, a large comb, and the
tell-tale snooty, superior attitude that can only mean one thing in the
chicken world:? rooster.? We are convinced that this guy speaks with a
thick French accent, and, when none of us are looking, dons a beret and
smokes a skinny cigarette while leaning against the doorway of the hen
house.? He is an expert lady chaser and, although fairly petite, has
quite a presence in the barnyard.? Oh, mon dieu.



The neighbors (self-proclaimed chicken "experts") have come over to tell us that Pierre is worth a lot of money.? I have a $50 rooster on my hands, people!? They gently encouraged me to cage him and get him into some sort of a Pierre breeding program, the idea of which is pretty hilarious to me.? Pierre cost me $2.50 and, although my neighbors believe his carefully bred offspring could make me rich, I prefer to treat him like the scrappy, feed-store chicken that he is - happily roaming the property for bugs, crowing atop the round bale, and devoting at least three hours each day to skillfully chasing his women.? To me, a rooster is a rooster, even one who has proven himself as the Napoleon of the chicken world.? And it's a bonus to always hear Edith Piaf play in my head when our little Frenchman prances by.? He's so fancy.

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Source: http://nonamefarmranch.blogspot.com/2012/09/pierre-fancy-rooster_18.html

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