So, just casually, we have a rooster. A ROOSTER. I was planning to get a rooster some day. I had even gone so far as to decide that it would be a barred Plymouth Rock or a black Orpington, raised from fertilised eggs I would buy. I would pick the best cockerel to keep, making sure … More Tales of a Rooster
The past week has been “Welcome to the inpatient ward.” And worse. The Little Fulla came down with a cold. He has only had one cold before this when he was quite young. The first two nights he kept me up more often than not and was very needy during the day time. I would … More I Have Terrible Timing With Chickens
We have had the barred Plymouth Rock pullets for four weeks now. Man, time flies! They were around 9-11 weeks old when we got them, making them around 13-15 weeks old now. They are beautiful things, with their speckled cloaks. Legolas is still adventurous and curious and Gimli is still a little shy. Although they’re … More What are those Chickens up to?
I have been calling our two new barred Plymouth Rock pullets The Little Chickens or The Adventurous One and The Other One. Not very inspiring, I know. So, I have decided upon proper names! We thought they should be a part of The Fellowship of the Egg with Sam and Frodo. Sam and Frodo have … More The Little Chickens get Names
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