What happened to make me love chickens so much? Why would I ever want to go out in the pouring rain for them? Well, I can't answer that...but, I'm soaking wet...and I don't mind. So, here are some pictures of the rooster that started everything...KiKiRi...my first rooster and a very noble bird. He died in May, 2011. He was trying to protect some chicks from a coyote. His spirit is alive in the hearts of all that knew him...and his offspring.
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