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Just came if from doing some mini chores outside. Noticed today that something had attempted to burrow under the run panel where the hot wire was a little high. Moved the wired down an inch or two and laid down some chicken wire and bricks to solve the problem, hopefully not temporarily.

Didn't get to talk to our Amish neighbor today about butchering roosters for me. It was really weird. His farm is on the south side of a set of Amtrak and high speed freight railroad tracks. I drive home going north on the road that tees into our road and the rail road lights are flashing and the gates are down. I sit there, drumming my fingers on the steering wheel. Usually the trains rip through there going about 50mph it seems so once the lights start flashing, you usually don't have to wait too long before the train appears. A couple of minutes pass. No train. I wait a couple more minutes, inch the car forward so I can see down the tracks but there is a curve and you can't get a clear view to the west. Sigh, back up, turn around in the rail road access's driveway and head back to the highway so I can hit our road from the next way up.

They weird thing is that when I get to that railroad crossing, they had a work crew working there, no flashing lights, no gates down. I told DH that it was weird but it was almost like I was being told not to talk to Louis today. DH usually shakes his head at my 'signs' when I tell him about them but not today. He just looked at me and said. Yeah, you were being reminded that you love those stupid roosters.

So I set in the grass outside the run feeding them stale cake and asked them if they know how close they came to freezer camp today.

Good thing they don't eat much.
 
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Just came if from doing some mini chores outside. Noticed today that something had attempted to burrow under the run panel where the hot wire was a little high. Moved the wired down an inch or two and laid down some chicken wire and bricks to solve the problem, hopefully temporary.

Didn't get to talk to our Amish neighbor today about butchering roosters for me. It was really weird. His farm is on the south side of a set of Amtrak and high speed freight railroad tracks. I drive home going north on the road that tees into our road and the rail road lights are flashing and the gates are down. I sit there, drumming my fingers on the steering wheel. Usually the trains rip through there going about 50mph it seems so once the lights start flashing, you usually don't have to wait too long before the train appears. A couple of minutes pass. No train. I wait a couple more minutes, inch the car forward so I can see down the tracks but there is a curve and you can't get a clear view to the west. Sigh, back up, turn around in the rail road access's driveway and head back to the highway so I can hit our road from the next way up.

They weird thing is that when I get to that railroad crossing, they had a work crew working there, no flashing lights, no gates down. I told DH that it was weird but it was almost like I was being told not to talk to Louis today. DH usually shakes his head at my 'signs' when I tell him about them but not today. He just looked at me and said. Yeah, you were being reminded that you love those stupid roosters.

So I set in the grass outside the run feeding them stale cake and asked them if they know how close they came to freezer camp today.

Good thing they don't eat much.
They will have to go sometime I suppose. Mine usually become jerks to each other
 
Yeah, they are pretty much jerks to one another now. Mainly dragging one another around by the combs and pulling one another's hackle feathers out. There are two or three I want to probably keep out of the 13 that are there. One is a very nice larger brown cockerel with black penciling on it's breast that I could put in with my large hens, and one is in the category of being 'small' enough to cover the pure bred girls without smashing them flat. The third is the right size for my larger bantam crosses and has a great personality.

I seriously know I need to get rid of some of them. I think I just need time to make sure of the ones I want to keep before they head to freezer camp.
 
Yeah, they are pretty much jerks to one another now. Mainly dragging one another around by the combs and pulling one another's hackle feathers out. There are two or three I want to probably keep out of the 13 that are there. One is a very nice larger brown cockerel with black penciling on it's breast that I could put in with my large hens, and one is in the category of being 'small' enough to cover the pure bred girls without smashing them flat. The third is the right size for my larger bantam crosses and has a great personality.

I seriously know I need to get rid of some of them. I think I just need time to make sure of the ones I want to keep before they head to freezer camp.
:goodpost:

Definitely take your time!
 

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