The chickens were out of food so I headed to the feed store for more this morning. While I was there, someone called in to complain about a chick they had purchased that spring. They said they were told it was a hen and it turned out to be a rooster so they wanted to return it because they could not have a rooster in their neighborhood. The folks at the feed store were decidedly frustrated and annoyed because it is just not typical to return a chicken. I mean, if you can't keep them, they go for a decent amount on craigslist and there is always the option of putting them on your dinner plate. So out of my mouth came the craziest thing: We'll take him. Our rooster was killed and we'd really like another one.