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Without a feather of a doubt, I'm the cluckiest woman in town!
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Tamara Kempton, 23, Hobart shares her sweet pet story with Take 5:

The sound of soft purrs drifted up from the bath as I splashed the warm water over my pet rooster, Teapot.

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He often sounded just like a cat when he was happy and it always made me chuckle.

โ€œYou love being pampered, donโ€™t you?โ€ I said, smiling.

Teapot squawked in excitement and shook the water from his feathers.

Iโ€™d adopted him a year earlier.

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Me and Teapot.

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Living alone in a small apartment, I didnโ€™t have the space for a dog or cat, but I desperately wanted a pet.

Looking online, I saw a local farmer had put his miniature cock up for adoption.

โ€œIf I canโ€™t get rid of โ€˜im, heโ€™ll be culled,โ€ the bloke warned when I called to find out more.

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I canโ€™t let him die! I panicked.

I raced over and adopted the rooster immediately.

When I met the farmer, he clarified that he hadnโ€™t intended to kill the poor thing, he only wanted to rehome him.

But it didnโ€™t matter to me. The bird was mine now.

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Iโ€™d seen the โ€˜Blessing of the Petsโ€™ event advertised on posters around the church and thought it was a beautiful idea.

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He was so small he fit in the palm of my hand, so I named him Teapot.

I set up an area for him in my living room, complete with fake grass, logs, hay and a small dog house for him to sleep in.

Weโ€™ve been birds of a feather ever since.

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Teapot loved his bi-monthly baths but this one was extra special.

I was about to take him to my local church to be blessed by a priest.

Teapot loved his bi-monthly baths but this one was extra special.

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Iโ€™d seen the โ€˜Blessing of the Petsโ€™ event advertised on posters around the church and thought it was a beautiful idea.

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Reverend Graham Sturdy had been running the occasion for four years to honour Saint Francis of Assisi, the animal advocate.

With Teapot clean and presentable, I carried him down the road to Scots Church.

Sitting in the pew, surrounded by 20 dogs and their owners, Teapot stuck out like a sore thumb.

But Iโ€™d never been more proud.

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He sat in my hand so patiently.

He didnโ€™t even crow!

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After the sermon, I walked Teapot up to the altar, where the reverend sprinkled water on my feathered friendโ€™s forehead.

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Back home, we both had an extra spring in our step.

โ€œBit cocky now, are you?โ€ I joked as he strutted around.

We enjoyed the special event so much, I took Teapot back the following year.

Now that heโ€™s been blessed twice, heโ€™s happier than ever.

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Heโ€™s even become a local celebrity, with people stopping to nab selfies with him when I take him out and about in Hobart.

Without a feather of a doubt, Iโ€™m the cluckiest woman in town!

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