Bound and Gagged by Dana Summers for August 29, 2018

Twenty years?! Call Guinness!

It’s a good thing he wasn’t sitting on a night table in the bed room or he might not have lasted that long.

I remember his early morning crowing well.

Retirement plans for roosters can be terminal.

I don’t believe no one ate him yet.

“Old roosters don’t die, They just fly away into the horizon” (Disclaimer, Roosters can’t fly, But they will flip-flop their wings until they hit the center of the dirt floor in the chicken coop)