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My family visited the Little Farm in Tilden Park last weekend, and I couldn’t tear myself away from this tom.  He clearly ruled the roost.  He walked around, cool as a cucumber…until he had to put a chicken or duck in its place.  What caught my attention was his comb – it was constantly in flux.  When he was relaxed, it would droop down over the side of his beak.  But when he was acting as the enforcer, it would shrink up and stand like a unicorn’s horn.  Who knew?

Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family!