It is with deep sorrow that I must inform you all that Sir Roo Roo Rooster of Pot Hole Farm has passed away . No longer will we here his robust cock-a-doodle-do in the morning as the sun rises. Gone are the sweet melodies that he sang to his harem of hens as they leisurely strolled the grounds of Pot Hole Farm. My father said he had never heard a rooster sing to his hens the way Roo Roo did.
There is a void here now. We could get another rooster, and others may come and go, but we will always remember Roo Roo. He was special. He was and always will be part of Pot Hole Farm history.
We weren’t even aware that he was sick until it was too late. From all the literature I have read it would seem that it is a common problem with chickens that they show little if any symptoms until it is too late. Hopefully the rest of the flock is ok.