Sylvester is our last remaining chook. The others have all gone to live with friends of ours. Now for the first time in about seven years I am henless. It is strange. Yesterday I forgot to buy eggs because I am not used to needing to. There have always been so many we feed them to Juliet the pig and the dogs or back to the hens.
Now I have the winter to get ready for new chickens. I need to buy an incubator, set up the chicken brooder and clean out the hen house and maybe plant a few more trees and a forage crop in the chook yard.
Sylvester is Dustin's chook. I bought him last year at a garage sale! I had a pet silkie hen, Sylvia, but she died last summer. She was quite old but I was devastated. I have a feeling Sylvester shagged Sylvia to death :(
So poor Sylvester is wandering around looking lost and wondering where all the women are.