Remember a couple of months back when Audrey, Gail and Sarah-luv came to live at the bottom of the garden? Well, it turns out that Audrey was in fact a cockerel (henceforth Alf), masquerading as a lady hen. We spent a few weeks watching dear Audrey grow a very impressive comb and magnificent tail feathers, but when s/he starting on the old cock-a-doodle-dooing at 6 in the morning, something had to be done.
And so today, Alf has been returned whence he came, leaving Gail, Sarah-luv, our neighbours and ourselves in perfect peace.
No animals were harmed in the making of this post.