Looks like Wed is going to be the day…My hubby works until then and the crowing was loud enough to wake me up this morning.  So Tuesday is mission figure out which grey silkie is the roo.  I think I may troll craigslist for people trying to get rid of roosters and off a few instead of setting up a whole roo-killing operation for my one little almost-big-enough-for-a-pot little boy.  He’s a nice enough boy, isn’t mean to anybody.  But we never wanted a rooster.  And we do enjoy a good chicken dinner…even if it isn’t “Dinner”.