I have a few stories for you guys today, if you were on D-T-P-H-S-A-Y-C/E/M Part 1 then you might (Probably not) remember me saying that my mom and my sister wouldn't eat any of my girls eggs! Since the price of eggs have gone up, they both grew a pair are starting to eat the fresh eggs

right on time to! I have seventeen hens and two duck hens that produces quite a few eggs a day.
My uncle has a small number of hens that he got for eggs, and he wanted to get my Dominique rooster, spanky. He had one hen that was striped that he wanted to breed with my cockerel, I asked if he had incubator, he said no. I asked if he was going to get one, he said no, then I scraped the bottom of the barrel and asked if, at least, He had a hen that was broody. The answer was still no

My uncle apparently thought, when a rooster is brought into the equation, the hens start the hatching of the chicks! needless to say he didn't get spanky!
The next story is not about a miss informed Homo sapien but a miss informed Gallus gallus domesticus.
About seven months ago I got two silkies that were just wee puffs.
as puff one and puff two grew they both turned out to be handsome
male Not so balls of fluff.
(these are taken a month or so ago) The grey one has a cross beak and developed slower than the white one. The grey ones official name is Castiel or Cas but I call him little man. The white ones name is Gabriel or Gabe for short. Do to past predator attacks all of my animals go up at night. The power puff boys have become very aggressive to watch other over girls so Gabe go's in with my eldest girls during the day and little man go's in with my last hatch. Yesterday Little man had first mistaken a piece of hay for a.. a.. a girl!!

As I was picking him up seconds later I put my hand in front of him to show him I was there, he grabbed my thumb in his crooked little beak and didn't mount my hand but stayed on the ground holding my thumb captive and... did the ground beside my hand! I don't call my boys perverts for nothing!