Meet Harold. Or Derald. We weren’t really sure. Anyone remember the John Wayne movie Harold and Derald were in?
Harold came from Victoria. Harold was my last rooster’s “brother”. Victoria ended up with three roosters last spring. Unfortunately, my rooster didn’t make it after his incident getting caught in my fence. She was thrilled to give me another one.
After two days of isolation to make sure he got used to the hens and his new home, I turned him loose. Oh, he’s a happy camper! He doesn’t make a lot of noise, so maybe it’s Derald. Maybe he’s just happy to be alone and it really is Harold.
No matter. I’ll call him Harold and in a month or so, I might just borrow an incubator and raise some little Haroldettes.
He is a handsome fellow. Are the hens swooning?
Isn’t he something!