My Favorite Rooster
by Promise Joy Stephens
(Cherryville, NC, USA)
Clark is on the right and his sister is on the left.
A few years ago, my mom bought five black giant chicks. I was given one. William Clark, or Clark as I called him, became my baby.
I would come out to feed them and he would come up to me and he'd let me carry him all over the place. He would ride in my bike basket. He'd bring his ladies up to the house for a treat. When I called "chick-chick-chickens!" He'd come hopping up to me.
Last year, while we were vacationing, my friend called to tell me that Clark was lying on his side by the barn panting. I was 100-miles away so there was nothing I could do but wait. An hour later he died.
He was only three years old.