So this rooster just showed up at B’s parents’ house one day with two hens and a kitten in tow. B’s parents suspect the rooster was a fighting chicken who was let loose from a nearby farm when New Mexico cracked down on cock fighting. Not clear on where he picked up the entourage. The crazy thing about this bunch is that the chickens wouldn’t eat until the kitten was fed, too. A couple years later, the cat had kittens in the hen house and they all still live together in this happy little animal utopia. I’m not making this up. This could totally be one of those inspirational email chains.
This isn’t the greatest shot, but I had to share the attack rooster facing off with the rooster that is currently kept with the hens. Roosters, apparently, will kill each other if they aren’t separated. Like the Highlander, there can only be one.
The only thing that frightens a brave fighting rooster? A three year-old.
One last sunset photo.
PS Thank you so much Maria for featuring me on Chicisimo!!!