My plucky little frizzle has been named.
Meet: Cluck Norris.
The name, I think, TOTALLY fits him. I mean, this little spunky dude has been prone to such activities as walking down the middle of the feed trough while all the hens peck at the food from the sides.
Attitude. And a mohawk.
**NOTE: I have not yet cooked the sweet meat squash. Been busy with the pumpkins. So more on the sweet meat to come!