Butch the rooster, another from my cousin.

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Butch the rooster,

John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business. He had several
hundred young layers (hens), called “pullets” and eight or ten roosters,
whose job was to fertilize the eggs.

The farmer kept records and any rooster that didn’t perform went into
the soup pot and was replaced. That took an awful lot of his time so he
bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell
had a different tone so John could tell from a distance, which rooster
was performing. Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency
report simply by listening to the bells.

The farmer’s favorite rooster was old Butch, and a very fine specimen
he was, too. But on this particular morning John noticed old Butch’s bell
hadn’t rung at all! John went to investigate.

The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing. The…

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