Boredom is a Dangerous Thing: Cockadoodledoo.

I've always been a schemer. Just ask my mother, or my husband. Strange, beautiful, weird, ideas bounce around in my head constantly. And with a little extra mental space sans school, my mind is running rampant. Some of them are pretty normal, like the vacation that I am planning. And others, a little less normal, perhaps.

I am always dreaming of growing our family just a little bit more. (What can I say, I love life.)

Today, meet the beginning of one of my dreams, turned reality.

This is Chanticleer.

He is a Buff Orpington rooster. And we love him already. We got him from a friend who ended up with two roosters, which didn't go so well. So we are happy to have him as the first of our flock. Some new friends of ours (whom we met because they bought our Escape through Craigslist!), passed on their coop to us. I felt a little sad taking it, because it was obvious that they had put a lot of love into building it. But I'm excited to give it a new life, and for some chickens to be able to enjoy all of their hard work. Chanticleer seems to be very happy in it.

This morning, he greeted us with a cock-a-doodle-doo. And it was beautiful.