Big drama this morning.

Couple months ago we bought four little hens. Well, this morning one of them started cocka-doodle-dooing. Yup, turns out one of our hens is a dude. You can& #39;t have roosters in the burbs (& we don& #39;t want a gazillion of chickens) so we have to re-home him.

The kids love the chickens and Mary has been crying all morning. They& #39;d named our surprise rooster "The Boss" because she was at the top of the pecking order. Now she was a he all along and it& #39;s all very confusing.

It’s my father-in-laws birthday tomorrow. Grace and I were just discussing what to get him when it hit me: a rooster!

Here’s the culprit. Prolly wishing he never opened his big mouth. I still can’t believe we’re a chicken family.