Ginger was a Rhode Island Red rooster 
when we brought him home he fell asleep in my lap. The only way we could tell him apart from the other Rhode Island Reds is that he was lighter and much much louder. We always thought he was a just a drama queen but as he grew older we realized he was a Rooster
One time when he was all fuzz he jumped out of his box and right into my icecream that was sitting on a shelf just above there temporary home he found this very exciting and chirped even louder
(which was deafening regardless of his mood)
Ginger was also famous for his hairy eyeball as pictured below (One of him about 2 weeks old and another of him 2 years old)
and his magic tricks - at parties he would not only be the center of attention by being passed around and just generally be charming (as all Roosters should be) he would also tolerate being set on his back on a flat surface with a jacket set atop him - it looked so funny with just his tail feathers and legs sticking out - it was a crowd pleaser!( but if her heard a door opening he would get up right away because he thought I was leaving
) he also crashed our birthday party and did chicken poo bingo...also very entertaining but it took awhile...
Also whenever I had a snack for them I would bolt to a certain spot and Ginger would run as fast as he could towards me squawking as he did. Then when I got there he did not like eating things that had rolled on the ground so I hand fed him but often times his hens would steal it from his beak.
Ginger was also always on the move one time he started dust bathing i watched him for about 5 minutes before he realized that his hens had left because he was hogging the dust bath area - he bolted out of there right away
one time i came into the kitchen and there was ginger and hs flock so in attempt to get them out i started herded them out the door they came but apparently they found the floor quite slippery so now i'm stuck with crazed hens running ramped all over the house and Ginger is in the middle of it all making as much noise as he possibly could
Ginger was sick for a couple weeks and eventually passed away of a heart attack last saturday at the age of 3
it was the saddest thing - he was such a close friend
when we brought him home he fell asleep in my lap. The only way we could tell him apart from the other Rhode Island Reds is that he was lighter and much much louder. We always thought he was a just a drama queen but as he grew older we realized he was a Rooster
One time when he was all fuzz he jumped out of his box and right into my icecream that was sitting on a shelf just above there temporary home he found this very exciting and chirped even louder
Ginger was also famous for his hairy eyeball as pictured below (One of him about 2 weeks old and another of him 2 years old)
and his magic tricks - at parties he would not only be the center of attention by being passed around and just generally be charming (as all Roosters should be) he would also tolerate being set on his back on a flat surface with a jacket set atop him - it looked so funny with just his tail feathers and legs sticking out - it was a crowd pleaser!( but if her heard a door opening he would get up right away because he thought I was leaving 
Also whenever I had a snack for them I would bolt to a certain spot and Ginger would run as fast as he could towards me squawking as he did. Then when I got there he did not like eating things that had rolled on the ground so I hand fed him but often times his hens would steal it from his beak.
Ginger was also always on the move one time he started dust bathing i watched him for about 5 minutes before he realized that his hens had left because he was hogging the dust bath area - he bolted out of there right away
one time i came into the kitchen and there was ginger and hs flock so in attempt to get them out i started herded them out the door they came but apparently they found the floor quite slippery so now i'm stuck with crazed hens running ramped all over the house and Ginger is in the middle of it all making as much noise as he possibly could
Ginger was sick for a couple weeks and eventually passed away of a heart attack last saturday at the age of 3
