I don’t watch Dancing With the Stars or Gray’s Anatomy or American Idol. Instead of sitting in front of the idiot box, I spend my evenings with chickens. Yes I realize it leaves the question, “who is the real idiot here?” They’re my form of entertainment.
Covered in feathers, with feet like E.T., and mostly green eyes, they are growing quite rapidly and are now in the stage of developing their combs and wattles.
All my girls are maturing into fine young hens.
Here they are preening,
and fluffing themselves.
Of course, Freedom just wants to sit in my lap all the time.
And then there’s this one.
This one is quite suspicious to me.
As you can see, if you look very, very closely, the black Australorps are barely developing their combs and wattles, like this one.
But this one. See? See how red and pronounced his, er I mean her, er I mean his, er her, wattle and comb are.
See the suspicious character in the back compared to the lady in the front.
Do I have a rooster on my hands?
I think my secret desire might come to fruition.
Have I mentioned my secret desire? My deep, dark desire?
No, you say? Well perhaps now is the best time to break the news.
I secretly hope I have a rooster.
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I’m Angel, a.k.a. Rocket Surgeon, and these are my chronicles. I love writing and I believe our stories should be shared, so here you’ll find anecdotes of my life, loves, worries, fears, joys, and experiences.
I blog about my mishaps and adventures as a wife, mommy, auntie, wanna-be writer, teacher, Texan, country/city/mountain girl, cereal killer and Jesus-freak.
A few things you might discover about me:
•Jesus is my everything; without Him I am nothing, but with him I can do all things
•My family makes this world a better place for me to live in
•I adore chickens, the live ones, although the cooked ones aren’t too bad either
•I have 2 dogs: Grace and Ozzie. And one cat: Rocky Muffin
•My dream job would be to raise chickens and write best sellers
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Angel Wheeler 
I hope you have a rooster too. Next year you can hatch eggs in your classroom. It is a great life cycle lesson.
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I love that you spend your time with your chicken instead of the TV.
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the idiot box, that’s what we call it. It’s just trash to me. My husband does watch it however, and sometimes I enjoy a good movie.
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Ack! I want you to have a rooster. I hope your wish comes true! And, I swear, the more I see the pictures, the more I want hens, Angel. My boys say it all the time, “We want a baby chick.” I need to get this done. I just do. Tips on convincing the man of the house? *sigh*
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Hmmmm, tips for the hubby….He’ll finally have all the chicks he’s ever dreamed of? No, I really have no tips. I hope you can convince him, they’re so fun!
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