Rooster Re-homed

I’m just gonna un-sentimentally cut to the chase – here’s a picture of our rooster, perched for his first night in his new coop. His lovely new owners were kind enough to send this picture to us last night.

 

Alas, Gustav, we hardly knew ye . . . . . .

 

Actually . . . that is not true at all!

With his constant loud crowing, we knew him too well – as did everyone else who lives within a half-mile radius. And as guests in our neighbors’ hotel did – some of whom wrote about Gustav (unfavorably) in their Booking.com reviews. He did his job so reliably, that all of our hens knew him too well too. They have the bald patches on their behinds to prove it. And two of them are now sitting on piles of eggs in the hen house. When the second one started brooding, that was the moment we realized Gustav was too much of a rooster for us.

So . . . Gustav may be gone from us now, but in about two weeks, we may have anywhere from 5 to 15 of his progeny running around our yard to remind us of him – and of what a gorgeous specimen he was (is):