Search results for query: *

I'm noticing with Henry's boys that if I don't handle them and stroke their chest feathers for a day, they are more excitable and less relaxed when I hold them the next day. It takes more effort calming them so that they can perch on my wrist and spend some time with me. Pick them up or let...

Ha! War wounds!! A childhood friend was thrown from a horse, trampled and broke both legs. For the first year or two of high school she was in a wheelchair. One leg is now permanently shorter than the other one. No one dared smack their hand at the horse and threaten to put her down, or...

Once they're integrated, he'll roost with them no problem. He'll be able to get up to even the high roost. But the ladies may prefer he stay on a lower roost. They'll get it all figured out soon enough, though.

You're right. I see your point. Thank you.

I've only raised Henry and got my first ever chickens last year. But now I have three more Henries. I'd love to keep one, and amazingly a neighbor found a woman who would like to adopt and raise the other two. But I've got a good setup to help them through the high heat of summer. We've been...

I had to lookup levity. I'm insisting on some lightness and humor with these rooster discussions, and you're asking for a more serious tone. As long as we're kind and respectful, I think we're doing okay.

If the husband and I ever divorce, there won't be any arguing over who gets the roosters, that's for dang sure.

I just can't bring myself to calling Henry's three boys cocks. "Oh, what sweet little cocks you are!" "Come here, darling cocks. Come get some treats from mama!"

I hand feed treats to Henry. The first time I tried this I was expecting missing fingers, but he gently took the treat and then stood there softly making sounds for more. He pretty much always needs hand feeding when treats are given to the flock, because the ladies absolutely swarm him and...

The first crow is so exciting! When Henry did his first one last year, I thought he was dying. He did it all wrong. Then it happened again and was a tad more recognizable as a bonafide crow. And then he got it almost right, and by golly the boy was on his way to rooster manhood. Now I have...

Now I'm seeing you perched on a roost with a huge comb and wattle. We need our humor in these rooster discussions. :p

I'm continuing to receive unkind messages (privately) about my rooster post in this discussion. Here's what I just shared with someone: My comment about my husband was facetious. He and I are very light hearted in our humor, and sometimes in this marriage it helps keep us going. He read my post...

That gave me a good giggle!

I'm a Henry expert, not an all-roosters expert — and I honestly doubt anyone can claim that title for themselves. When Henry started sexually maturing last year, he became protective of his home and everything in it, such as food bowls and digging boxes. Remove one for a refill or a cleaning...