I grew up on a small farm in rural Pennsylvania. Our farm was not a dairy farm or a horse farm, but a farm with a menagerie of animals; rabbits, ducks, pigs, a few heifers, one bull, several cats, and a beagle named, Buddy. Oh, I left out the dreaded chickens, a few possessed roosters, and three orContinue reading “The Rebel Rouser Rooster”
