Hawk

I got Hawk and Casper from a barn auction and thought they were a pair. It turns out they were both roosters.  I don’t know why I bought them, I just thought they were pretty and colourful and hoped they would find a pleasant home on my junkyard. I got more then I bargained for when we were woken every morning at dawn by their alarm. Even the neighbours asked me about my new arrivals, one fellow across the creek told me he liked my new roosters. He was always late to work and now he’s up a few hours early. I think he was being sarcastic.

After about 5 years we no longer heard their call. Like living next to a railroad tracks, surprisingly, after a while you no longer hear the trains go by. May-be you still feel the house shake but the sound becomes so familiar that it isn’t annoying anymore.  

Casper developed curly toe paralysis and despite my research, he died. I think that curl toe was the beginning of a stroke.  Hawk who I thought was a lady, turned out to be an aggressive boy. Alone he took on the character of defender and is very possessive of his territory and chickens. Misty, Mary and Serena, I purchased  Mary and Serena at the same farm auction Hawk came from. That day at the auction, there were cages full of chicken and one man was buying them all, filling them into a potatoe sack after purchased. In one cage was 2 large regal black chicken that looked so proud. As the actioneer came to their cage the man followed with his bag ready to load and was surprised when he wasn't the lone bidder. I over paid for these birds but spared them from the fate in the bag. Today, they follow Hawk aound and toss me the occasional egg.

Misty, a silky. She is so precious!