Cock : Return to Sender

The Entry Title probably sounds more provocative than the subject matter actually is. One of my chickens turned out to be a rooster and today is the day I bring him back to the feed store. It's more of a hassle than anything else. Picking him up, putting him in a cage, driving to the store, processing the separation anxiety. Yeah right!
Contrary to what one might think, I haven't developed any attaching bond with the birds. I feed them and water them. I watch them. Period.
It's been four months now and I am awaiting the six month growth period to be over before I start seeing the dividends (i.e. eggs) from my labors. Nothing says loving like farm fresh eggs!
That's my Sunday adventure.