Anyone that knows me, knows that I get some spur of the moment hair brained ideas that normally open all kinds of doors to adventures that "normal" folk would run screaming from.
Keeping up with the Jones's was never an interest of mine. I'm more the type that sees some rusty old cupolas alongside a country store,
makes the owner an offer and drags them home to do this
Oh, have I mentioned the mailbox?
My husband is afraid to leave me alone in the spray paint isle at the hardware store and bless his heart puts up and sometimes even encourages the goofy ideas I come up with.
And this is where Doodle comes in.
I answered an ad on a local Facebook group for fresh eggs. When I arrived the wonderful lady took me on a tour of her place, showed me her coop, her chickens, her ducks, and so on. I was enchanted and when she told me that she was trying to find a home for one of the roosters because the other two were picking on him horribly I was caught.
I left and located my husband and it more or less went like this........
Honey.... can I have a rooster? Pleeeeeeease
Well, like I said, for some unknow reason this man loves me enough to put up with my crazy ideas. And he said yes.
This is the story of Doodle....
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