Sidney's Birthday

Puff's release

The only chicken which we ever really considered a pet (as opposed to beloved and respected farm animal) was Puff, a polish crested named for the yellow puff-ball on his head when he was a chick.... problem was, if you re-read the last sentence, is that Puff turned out to be a "he"....a rooster that is. As Puff hit puberty, his presence threatened to out us, and our flock of "illegals." While I'm generally not opposed to eating our animals, since Puff had "pet" status, I had pro missed Maya that we would not eat him....however I was also having a hard time adopting him out, and a friend who was planning to process and eat him had a hard time connecting with me to pick him up.

What to do with Puff??

Well, our local Costco happens to have a flock of feral chickens...mostly roosters actually...so I finally decided that this would be the best, and fastest solution for Puff. He was released into the company of a lovely bantam hen with 3 chicks, and about 6 other roosters.

Little Marci

Enjoying Left Overs

Rosh Hashanna dinner

Maya and Carla