WallyBirdie
Crowing
- Aug 2, 2019
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Meet Adam.
Adam is a Blue Laced Red Wyandotte. Between personality and coloring, he garnered a lot of love. My first Wyandotte... and he grew so big, so fast. I belatedly learned this to be normal, but watching him grow was awe-inspiring.
But as he grew, so did his attitude. He began to ruffle his feathers and stomp around. He bit me once and he became somewhat of a terror to a couple of the pullets.
Looking for a solution, I was told to eat him. I was told to re-home him. But he wormed his way into my heart and he is here to stay.
I kept watch over the birds and their interactions. I started to intervene. Whenever he got too haughty, I picked him up and carried him around until he settled and agreed that I was boss, then I put him down. If he persisted, I 'pecked' him with my fingers. When he was at his worst, he went in time out... via crate. A few hours in there, then back with the flock.
He's been a near perfect gentleman since. I can freely handle him. My girls are calm and unharmed. And the crate is still handy in case he acts up again.
Adam isn't going anywhere. He grows more handsome every day. His crowing makes me laugh because it's a new sound and he stutters his way through, but it's getting better.
I love this boy! Hard to believe he's only 4 months old.
Adam is a Blue Laced Red Wyandotte. Between personality and coloring, he garnered a lot of love. My first Wyandotte... and he grew so big, so fast. I belatedly learned this to be normal, but watching him grow was awe-inspiring.
But as he grew, so did his attitude. He began to ruffle his feathers and stomp around. He bit me once and he became somewhat of a terror to a couple of the pullets.
Looking for a solution, I was told to eat him. I was told to re-home him. But he wormed his way into my heart and he is here to stay.
I kept watch over the birds and their interactions. I started to intervene. Whenever he got too haughty, I picked him up and carried him around until he settled and agreed that I was boss, then I put him down. If he persisted, I 'pecked' him with my fingers. When he was at his worst, he went in time out... via crate. A few hours in there, then back with the flock.
He's been a near perfect gentleman since. I can freely handle him. My girls are calm and unharmed. And the crate is still handy in case he acts up again.
Adam isn't going anywhere. He grows more handsome every day. His crowing makes me laugh because it's a new sound and he stutters his way through, but it's getting better.
I love this boy! Hard to believe he's only 4 months old.
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