The feather babies are babies no more. The flock has merged into a cohesive unit and Mr Bingley is at the centre of all this. He has become a rooster. Gone is the innocent little boy; Mr Bingley has become confident, protective and erm, horny. At the 16-week mark, within the space of a few days, while … More Where Did The Feather Babies go?
I have to stop calling the young ones the Little Chickens. They have grown so much that Mr Bingley is very nearly as big as Legolas, if a little more gangley. They grow up so fast! They are 14 weeks old now. After recent events (a sick Jane and a broody Frodo) the flock is … More The Little Chickens Aren’t so Little Any More
I started considering the possibility that Elrond was not a purebred Australorp rooster. He was from a proper breeder, so I and the friend I got him from both assumed he was a purebred, and he should be, but there is room for mistakes to occur. You can never guarantee that a chicken is a purebred … More The Red Feather Problem: The Plot Thickens
Obviously, I am new to chicken breeding, because I had no idea to what extent the little bits of red in Elrond’s black hackle feathers would affect his offspring. Although Elrond, the Australorp rooster, has a new home now anyway, I was happy to use him for breeding. (Update on Elrond: he is doing well in … More The Red Feather Problem
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