Oh No! Please Say It Ain't So!

I took the chicks back to preschool after taking them on a wild goose chase (he, he) to Kroger and then to Sam's. And I thought I had done the research. I told Barb this morning that I thought we had at least one rooster because of the size of his comb. The Neltner's (the vet and his wife, one of our assistant teachers, came to take them back to the farm. I have it all wrong! The chicks aren't even real chickens. They are Cornish hens. And it gets worse...don't tell them...but in three weeks they will be big enough to eat. If I had only known, I might have been able to keep them longer.