From August 2009:
Well here's our adopted rooster... not exactly what you have in mind when you think of a rooster, is he? We're getting used to each other lately... he doesn't peck me near as much as he used to. A friend of mine that saw him for the first time last week kept asking me,
"what's wrong with him?". Gramps calls him the rooster from the movie Pet Cemetery. He adds a little comical humor to the chicken yard. He's as sweet as can be to our 2 year old hen, Vinny. We'll see how he is with the 3 month olds that I recently introduced to the yard. He did peck at one this morning. Just keeping the teenagers in line I suppose.
Check out Walter's crow... he gets a bit of laryngitis at the end:
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