Winner chosen, insurrection put down

Well, it’s been quite a long evening here at the farm. The chickens had a tough, tough time deciding which way to go. There were so many great ideas, more than they ever dreamed, and all were cock-a-doodle-riffic. Frank and the gang kept going back and forth, huddling, discussing, grumbling and deciding until a consensus was reached. You see, there are some rock’n’rollers in the coop and the duck branch, although told they technically had no input, were heard talking, plotting and conniving to Frank, Sunny D and anybody else who would listen--a script which could have been lifted from a bad Survivor episode. Even though the ducks had no dog in the hunt, so to speak, they lobbied the chickens to name the coop in honor of their leader, Elvis the muscovy, explaining it was only fair since the chickens were getting new digs and they were getting nothing. It also helped that the farmer was an Elvis fan and had even named his daughter, Presley, after the king of rock’n’roll.  Finally, the ducks' protested they would be “heartbroken” if they were denied and would go elsewhere, even if that meant going to the “end of lonely street,” to live.  So, without further adieu, Nancy at A Rural Journal came up with Heartbeak Hotel, and that is the official name of our new coop! Congrats Nancy and thanks to everyone for all the fun, creative suggestions. Y’all are amazing.

After all that, we asked Frank himself to draw for the random giveaway. Sixty-eight entries went into the fancy bag...and drum roll please...

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Ladies, please e-mail me your addresses and I’ll get Frank to the post office right away. Thank you all, we had lots of fun here at the farm.