on the last day of the year, we lost pops.
on the first day of the new year we welcome...
bert and ernie.
two little lost (or dumped) roosters on the other side of the fence, back in the bush. luckily for them, mo and ko heard them and went looking...and ko and laura were able to catch them (and if i was smart and wanted to have less roosters here i should have told mo to send tammy cuz tammy probably couldn't catch roosters ...i know she and i both suck at it cuz we couldn't catch that rooster a couple of years ago!)
anyway..ko and laura are apparently proficient chicken catchers cuz we now have two little weird looking cutie-pies in the empty chicken pen.
ernie is the not too bright one with the fuzzy slippered feet and bert is the somewhat smarter one who looks like someone went nutz blow drying his feathers backwards. i have no idea what kind of roosters they are, some kind of fancy breeds, but they look like muppets to me.
i left a message at animal control that we found them, just in case they are lost and someone is looking.
for me tonight, barn bedtime was quiet and sad. popeye's stall stands silently empty except for a small tuft of his hair.