The clinic I worked at did a kitty neuter-thon and 160 toms lost their manhood that day. I was the anesthesiologist and scrotal shaver (don't like plucking scrotal hair) and was rather tired at the end of the day. After the long drive home I was greeted by my flock of Old English Rosecombs. The tiny rooster called all his hens and herded them toward me. He had to crow several times to impress his ladies. I clucked and cooed back at them in the manner of Chicken moms and the hens cackled with excitement. I pushed my bangs out of my face and felt something in my hair. Expecting a tick, I was shocked to see a cat testicle sticking to my finger. I frowned in disgust and flung it to the ground wondering how long that thing had been in my hair. Thank God I had not been pulled over for speeding. There is no way to explain why you have a cat testicle in you hair to an irate officer of the law.
The tiny rooster rushed forward calling his hens. He attacked the morsel to make sure it was presentable to his hens and stepped back. The dominant hen rushed forward and snatched it up. Shook it about and flung it down. Remember, cat testicles are tough-much like duct tape. As the hen examined it, another snatched it up and ran across the yard wings spread to keep the others back. She tripped over the cord hanging from the testicle and another grabbed in her beak and streaked into the tall grass. She cackled gleefully as she swallowed her prize.
The other hens found her and searched her and the ground for another morsel. At that moment I noticed the spermatic cord sticking out of the hen's beak. So did the dominant hen and immediately attacked with a savage jerk. Out came the testicle! She streaked across the yard and dove into the hen house. The others followed and I could hear all the clucking going on as they discussed this unusual morsel. The rooster ran up the plank and crows like a squeaky leaky balloon.
I follow them to the hen house checking my head for more stray cat testicles and found none. The rooster watches me closely, sees I'm empty handed, and joins his hens.