A few years ago I had a hen that would raise one family after the other. She went so far as to steal some glass Christmas ornaments from the box in the loft of the barn and tried to hatch them. I knew she was desperate and since I didn't have a rooster at the time (flogged my husband one time too many) I decided to find her some fertile eggs to hatch. The only ones I could find were duck eggs. She sat on the duck eggs and successfully hatched them. After a week or so, when they were big enough to let out in the barn yard, she was strutting around proudly showing off her new family when she decided to show them where to get a drink. Behind the barn was a small pond that all the animals used for water. She approached the pond with her new babies and when her "chicks" saw the pond they immediately charged and hit the water at a full run. Mama hen ran up and down the bank screeching and flapping her wings, trying to save her babies from drowning. The baby ducks were imprinted by the chicken and were being raised as chickens but they still knew they were ducks.
"but they still knew they were ducks."
Exactly!!!!
Hummmm.......interesting.
By that logic why wouldn't a homosexual man be attracted to a naked, voluptuous woman?
Or are they, and have squelched that desire by convincing themselves that they're not?
I've got to admit, it's as difficult for me to relate to a homosexual's desire for another man as it would be to imagine a sexual desire for my mother.
"The baby ducks were imprinted by the chicken and were being raised as chickens but they still knew they were ducks."
That's a great story and a perfect example of how you can't fool Mother Nature. I'm a chicken farmer myself and I have yet to notice any of my hens "doin' it" or even attempting to "do it" with one another. They know what the rooster is for, and some readily submit and some fight him off, but they still know they need him for something, LOL!
Okay...so how does flogging your husband make you dump your roosters?