When we got home from shopping the other day, Anne went back to check on the chickens and almost jumped out of her socks. There in the middle of our six beautiful hens, acting like he owned the place, was this bedraggled rooster of uncertain pedigree. We’re not sure if he got here on his own or if a sneaky neighbor dropped him in there without telling us. By all appearances, though, he might have had to hike it himself. So far, aside from molesting the hens when they’re not interested and crowing at 5am, he’s behaving himself. Apparently, some roosters can be pretty aggressive, or can hurt the hens. Our friends at Southern States Coop say they will take him if he becomes a nuisance, but as long as he doesn’t look like damaging anyone, we’re leaning towards letting him stay.

Here he is trying to look respectable …