I love my Black Australorp, Jasmine. She’s so sweet, friendly, and gorgeous!
She is now a good layer. I’m not sure if they are usually late bloomers, but Jasmine didn’t start laying for a year.
For a while, she was top of the pecking order, and would sometimes peck our toes. Not very nice, but ok.
Then, one day, she was attacked. She and her flock mates had been free ranging in the yard. Usually dogs don’t roam free in the neighborhood, (many people keep chickens) but the neighbors dog escaped. The dog ran down the street, and bit Jasmine hard.
I thought Jasmine was a goner. She was barely alive. She couldn’t walk, and had huge teeth marks on her back. We took her to an avian vet, who said she had bad nerve damage, and there was only the slightest chance she would ever be able to join the flock again. It was either months of medicine, thousands of dollars, and Jasmine living in the house, or she would have to be out down.
The medicine was what was chosen. Although it was expensive, we wanted to give her the chance of survival. She stayed in the house for months. (And let me tell you, a chicken loving in the spare bedroom is stinky!) but after those long months, she slowly learned to walk on one foot, and use her wings to move farther. And guess what? She’s all the way back to normal! And much sweeter to. A few months after that, she lauded her first egg. (Oops, Sorry about this ramble!)
Anyway, I love Australorps, and recommend them to anyone.