What I Learned About Being “Fully Self” From a Featherless Rooster

His name was Scruff

Photo by Michael Anfang on Unsplash

The winter that year was bitter with harsh winds and weeks of deep freeze temperatures.

He had to be kept in a house with more dominant roosters for the winter. By the time spring came, the young bird had so few feathers that most of his body was bald. All that remained were a few black…