OK, I just got to post this story...Today, I decided to give my chickens some canned cherries that I knew I would never use. I rinsed all the sugary syrup off them and gave then to my girls after I let them out to free range. I go about my daily activities. I go back outside to "check" on everyone (really to get some chickie love ). I pick up "No Name" one of my Buffies. As I stroke her I feel somthing wet and sticky on her breast. I withdraw my hand and see red. I called my little sis over to take a closer look because it was on the other side of her body and all I could only see a blob of red. "OH MY GOSH," my little sister cries, "thats her meat!" (she meant flesh actual muscle) I quickly transition from cooing pet owner to highly trained EMT. I quickly but calmly rush the patient to the basement and put her in the sink so I can examine her. She puts up a fight and flaps like crazy. Finally she quiets and I look at her chest. Nothing there! Suddenly I noticed a red blob on the bottom of the sink. I touch it and pick it up. A CHERRY, A DARK RED, WRINKLED MUSHY CHERRY! You can be sure my sister will never hear the end of that one. In fact we named the namless BO "Cherry". It fits her very nicely, she is sweet and her comb and wattles are dark red.