the memories. I had 2 beautiful cocks while growing up. I loved feeding them so much that I worked on a peculiar language they could understand. Whistling! Not just any kind of whistling, it was a phrase in a song. And anywhere they heard that, they'd run over. They weren't scared of me like Chickens normally would.
I named them Tic and Tac. Those boys put me through a lot. Lol.. Their droppings and all. It was fun having a chicken as a pet than just growing them for food, I got to understand every animal can be trained or tamed...
Sadly, Tic was captured/stolen... And Mom sold Tac for money...

Awesome post @mother2chicks.
I'm curious, why is the professor called "the professor"? 🐣