One
year Mum bought 12 male chickens with the aim of raising them so she
could sell them at Christmas time. A lot of care went in to those
chicks. An electric lamp to keep them warm, a feeding trough with
individual feeding holes, a carefully made pen. As they matured they
were each injected with a pellet - probably growth hormone - to make
them grow.
As Christmas drew near Mum took orders for these fine, plump, birds. But the project came to nought. Fred Fox was also taking a keen interest in Mum's little project. One morning we woke to find that Fred had chewed through the wire netting surrounding the rooster pen and then chewed the head of each rooster. I can't recall if he ended up eating one or not.
As Christmas drew near Mum took orders for these fine, plump, birds. But the project came to nought. Fred Fox was also taking a keen interest in Mum's little project. One morning we woke to find that Fred had chewed through the wire netting surrounding the rooster pen and then chewed the head of each rooster. I can't recall if he ended up eating one or not.
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