~ONCE UPON A TIME~

Once upon a time there were four little fuzzy chicks who came to live at Dog Trot Farm...two buff and two barred...they were happy, healthy, chicks who over time would be integrated into an existing flock of fifteen...As days turned into weeks the chicks thrived..but one chick in particular matured sooner than the others, poultry puberty had begun...

 The signs were subtle at first,  as a seasoned chicken keeper I should have known.  Perhaps it was denial on my part...but as her "honk" grew into a yodel...finally evolving into a masculine Cock-a-doodle-do...there was no denying it...I now had a full sized...sex crazed rooster...It wasn't pretty...

 

 I named him Marvin...he spent his days trying to catch the eye or should I say the tail of my full sized hens...they wanted none of it...Marvin became self indulgent... continually molesting my banty hens...his fate was sealed the day he eyed Travis..

Marvin lived a short, but good life while here at Dog Trot Farm...The day he was butchered Mr Dog Trot and I left town, we took a picnic to camp...His life was not in vain...if Travis could talk I'm sure he would say  "Granny, Marvin tastes just like chicken" instead he said..".um mm"  It's funny how the brain works, I could never eat an animal that I have given a name to, I do admit Marvin had a lovely aroma while roasting, but that's all I am going to say about that....