Monday, October 31, 2011

Cocka-doodle-doo and other chicken stories

If it looks like a rooster and crows like a rooster, it's a rooster!

This morning, when we heard crowing outside our window, our suspicions were confirmed. We have another rooster. This time it was my chicken, Nutmeg. When we got the baby chicks, we all chose one to name. Kind-of prophetic--don't you think--that I named my chicken a kitchen spice since he's going to end up on the dining room table in the near future. We'll have to take him back to our friends who gave us the chickens. And then there were three...

Reverse discrimination in the chicken coop

We are chicken-sitting for our friend whose house flooded. Her chicken is a small white bantam. She's the only white chicken among the darker hens that we have. We call her Snow White. Several weeks ago when we introduced Snow White to the other chickens, they wanted nothing to do with her. They weren't violent with her. They just ignored her. When Snow White goes into the roosting box, the other chickens come out and when the other chickens go in, Snow White comes out. One evening I had forgotten to put away the chickens, so I went outside to round them up. They had already put themselves to bed, but Snow White was sleeping outside the coop. I can only imagine that they wouldn't let her in. And then there's the sleeping arrangements. When we peek inside the roosting box, all five chickens are on the bar, asleep. However, the four darker hens sleep side-by-side on the bar and Snow White is all the way over at the other end, by herself and facing the opposite direction! I hope she's not developing a complex!

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