Hello,
Tonight, I lost my first rooster Rusty.
He just turned six years old on Mothers Day.
It was hard seeing him,
his crown was worn and his nails choppy.
He was just crowing the other day.
We love you Rusty. We wish it was curable.
Circulation issues was his sickness,
he was not fertile. When my Dad used to say:
"Is Rusty a good boy?" He shook his head.
He sat on my Dad's lap,
Rusty has been through a lot,
he watched other chickens grow and have babies too.
I really miss him.
This night we were praising him,
saying: "Rusty is a special rooster."
He died too young...
Rest in peace Rusty, rest in peace my old friend.
I love you, every time you crowed, you made the sun shine.
-The Angry Hen also your mother.
Tonight, I lost my first rooster Rusty.
He just turned six years old on Mothers Day.
It was hard seeing him,
his crown was worn and his nails choppy.
He was just crowing the other day.
We love you Rusty. We wish it was curable.
Circulation issues was his sickness,
he was not fertile. When my Dad used to say:
"Is Rusty a good boy?" He shook his head.
He sat on my Dad's lap,
Rusty has been through a lot,
he watched other chickens grow and have babies too.
I really miss him.
This night we were praising him,
saying: "Rusty is a special rooster."
He died too young...
Rest in peace Rusty, rest in peace my old friend.
I love you, every time you crowed, you made the sun shine.
-The Angry Hen also your mother.
