The adorable spring chicks have thrived. When I purchased the manditory minimum of six chicks at the feed store, the sign indicated that they had been sorted out by sex and I was getting girls. Well, Romeo the rooster pictured above is an object lesson in "buyer beware".
He is a handsome boy, and he has a brother in the flock to add spice to the early morning crowing competition. I have consulted with all my near neighbors and they have all assured me that the serenade at dawn does not upset them. In fact, two of my neighbors find it evocative of their childhoods as they were raised on farms.
When I was talking it over with my grandson Nicholas who is five, he told me "People should be happy that the rooster is crowing. Then they know it is time to get up and do something important."