This morning I went out to the coop - the grey silkie cockerel was crowing, he has just found his voice and will be going to auction,as I only wanted to keep two roosters - Wellington, the gentleman barred rock cockerel, and Ivan the Terrible, an orangey-black partridge silkie cockerel.
Partridge silkies ARE self-sexing, right? Right? Candycorn, the partridge pullet, is a soft grey-orange colour, and very little. Looks very different from Ivan.
Because while the grey one was crowing, Ivan was running frantically up and down the fenceline, yelling like a fiend. I realised it was because he could see a toy plastic egg on the other side. Completely berserk, cackling the entire time. Not going 'bok bok bok' but the full on chicken cackle.
I brought the white 'egg' inside, and Ivan tried to fight for the right to sit on it, kicking up a massive fuss. I say 'tried' because no one else was fighting him. He was just convinced they were.
All the while, the grey cockerel was trying to mount him. Ivan didn't care about that indignity, as long as he could sit on that egg.
Candycorn just freaked out, running around like a crazy thing the entire time, because everyone else was crowing, yelling, or being bonkers.
Partridge silkies ARE self-sexing, right? Right? Candycorn, the partridge pullet, is a soft grey-orange colour, and very little. Looks very different from Ivan.
Because while the grey one was crowing, Ivan was running frantically up and down the fenceline, yelling like a fiend. I realised it was because he could see a toy plastic egg on the other side. Completely berserk, cackling the entire time. Not going 'bok bok bok' but the full on chicken cackle.
I brought the white 'egg' inside, and Ivan tried to fight for the right to sit on it, kicking up a massive fuss. I say 'tried' because no one else was fighting him. He was just convinced they were.
All the while, the grey cockerel was trying to mount him. Ivan didn't care about that indignity, as long as he could sit on that egg.
Candycorn just freaked out, running around like a crazy thing the entire time, because everyone else was crowing, yelling, or being bonkers.