I have had three favorites:
May, a silver duck wing Serama hen. I bought her from a breeder in Orting, WA at nine months of age. She was supposed to be a show bird, but she turned out to be a pet instead. She was very calm and fearless. She would often go shopping with us, whether riding in the cart, or being smuggled in my purse. Sometimes I would put her in the padded computer pouch in my book bag and take her to school. Although May was never aggressive towards people, she hated the stained-glass floor lamp from day one and would make it a daily habit to challenge it, and when it insulted her by not responding, she would fly at it and flog it in revenge. She had run of the house, even when the dogs didn't. It took her three days to have the resident Italian Greyhounds cowed. When May went broody at eleven months, soon the dogs avoided her entirely. Not too long after that, seven young Serama were marching around the house, creating plenty of chaos. After that, part of my bank account was siphoned into the construction of an outdoor pen. Sadly, just a few days ago, she got carried off by a hawk. Now I carry a broom whenever I supervise the chickens free ranging.
Mira was a carmel-pied Serama pullet. She was May's daughter, and hatched on day 27. I ended up helping her out of the egg, and then hand feeding her for two days. She couldn't walk, and I was told she probably wouldn't live to three days of age. But she kept on fighting, and grew and survived just fine, even if she was a bit stunted. But at four months of age, she ate some mushrooms that were in the yard, and died the next day, along with two of her siblings and the mature rooster, Fire aka Fire and Ice.
Flash is a silver phoenix pullet who is around fifteen weeks of age. She is flighty and hard to catch, but is very sweet and curious with personality to spare. She is bonded to my twelve week old Buff Orpington Hazel, and is fiercely protective of her. I've taught Flash to walk on a leash.
May, a silver duck wing Serama hen. I bought her from a breeder in Orting, WA at nine months of age. She was supposed to be a show bird, but she turned out to be a pet instead. She was very calm and fearless. She would often go shopping with us, whether riding in the cart, or being smuggled in my purse. Sometimes I would put her in the padded computer pouch in my book bag and take her to school. Although May was never aggressive towards people, she hated the stained-glass floor lamp from day one and would make it a daily habit to challenge it, and when it insulted her by not responding, she would fly at it and flog it in revenge. She had run of the house, even when the dogs didn't. It took her three days to have the resident Italian Greyhounds cowed. When May went broody at eleven months, soon the dogs avoided her entirely. Not too long after that, seven young Serama were marching around the house, creating plenty of chaos. After that, part of my bank account was siphoned into the construction of an outdoor pen. Sadly, just a few days ago, she got carried off by a hawk. Now I carry a broom whenever I supervise the chickens free ranging.
Mira was a carmel-pied Serama pullet. She was May's daughter, and hatched on day 27. I ended up helping her out of the egg, and then hand feeding her for two days. She couldn't walk, and I was told she probably wouldn't live to three days of age. But she kept on fighting, and grew and survived just fine, even if she was a bit stunted. But at four months of age, she ate some mushrooms that were in the yard, and died the next day, along with two of her siblings and the mature rooster, Fire aka Fire and Ice.
Flash is a silver phoenix pullet who is around fifteen weeks of age. She is flighty and hard to catch, but is very sweet and curious with personality to spare. She is bonded to my twelve week old Buff Orpington Hazel, and is fiercely protective of her. I've taught Flash to walk on a leash.
) Grace.. 
