Celebrate the third day of Christmas with me, if you don't mind the gift of two roosters instead of three French hens. The roosters were intended to be laying hens by my daughter and her family, but the donors made it clear that they guaranteed nothing when they gave away the chicks. By the time the family found out both chicks were roosters, they had fallen in love.
The roosters compete with each other to eat the dog's food. It's obvious that the birds are familiar with humans, because they are gentle. The pictures do a poor job of showing off their handsome colors.
There were humans at the Christmas gathering, too, but everyone was entranced by the birds.
We were under a tornado warning all afternoon, but, although it rained some, and strong winds blew, and scary-looking low clouds were all around, the weather never became dangerous.
