Two Famous Roosters

     Perhaps you've read some of my posts about what great farming skills my family displayed while we lived in the country?  If so, then you know that one of our better talents was loving the animals.  In fact, we loved them so much that we didn't eat our own animals.  They were our friends, after all.

     Well, let me tell you about two of our friends.  One was named Cogburn.  The other we called Captain Hook.  The story of how they acquired such names is very interesting, but that's for another time.  For now, I'd like to tell you how these roosters gained fame in the neighborhood.

     One of the more interesting and less desirable jobs, when you raise chickens, is slaughter day.  Since we knew that slaughter day was coming up, we told our children to find some way of marking the two young roosters that had become family pets so they wouldn't wind up in the soup  Not ours, of course.  Trusting that the kids would find a way to follow through on this task, we said no more, until the day arrived.

     Shortly before we started setting up the necessary equipment for getting the job done, we noticed that the roosters had, indeed, been marked... all over.  The mark was only supposed to last for a couple of days.  Who knew the kids would use food coloring?  And who knew chicken feathers would soak up the color so well?

     For weeks, Rooster Cogburn and Captain Hook pranced around, just as if they knew they were the only blue roosters on the planet.  Then, about three weeks later, someone offered us $300 apiece for those little beauties.  It was awfully tempting, that's for sure, but we knew we couldn't sell 'em.  They were our friends, after all

     Until the next time, keep a hug on.

Yaya