Tonight we had my favourite art model for dinner.
You might ask me why I did it. I have a rule that if a rooster turns mean, it becomes dinner. Of course, I hesitated a bit, but Pokey (that was his name, Pokey) was so mean lately that the Sultan started sleeping outdoors. Pokey wasn't letting him into the chicken coop.
This is the Sultan:
He also makes a fairly decent art model, actually. All is not lost.
I went out to feed the chickens this evening, and things were much more peaceful without Pokey the Rooster.
In case you were wondering, the Wiz Bang Plucker worked great.