>Wake up 4:30am, Roosterbro already waiting on porch railing like a G
>Feed Livestock, feed chickens, feed dogs
>Move a ton of bagged grain with gorilla cart, don't want to fire up 4wheeler and wake children
>Both my sons can both somehow hear the engine through multiple walls and dimensions
>7am now
>Sweaty af, strip shirt and jacket, clean up in water trough I just cleaned and filled while favorite Roosterbro stands guard
>Livestock dogs wander in from back 40, eat, and go to sleep in Roosterbro's Coop
>Drink like a camel right out of the hose because I know I won't get sick from my own wellwater
>Put roosterbro on shoulder like glorious retarded pirate captain
>Go sit on porch and chill for a minute, front yard hens are now awake
>Surrounded on porch small mob of Seramas who don't know I gave them Brahma chicks to foster
>Chicks are like 1/3 the size of the hens at a week or two old
>Roosterbro finally hops off shoulder to sit on my lap and falls asleep
>Little nigger sleeps so hard his head and neck is all floppy and shit

Life is good bros, I got 4 Dozen eggs today alone. Here is a picture of my roosterbro; the only chicken out of hundreds intelligent enough to respond to commands like a dog. I am convinced I knew him in another life or some shit.