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Robert Blosl
Rest in Peace 1947-2013
You are dead right on keeping your lines pure. But what is is called. Heck the cockers I know arround here love to cross their birds to get good winners. No line breeding around here. I did have a friend who was a poor breeder and if I had his line of fighitng cock hens I could have done well. He had some black Hatch type hens. She would go out and pick her mate from the tie cords every day like a female snake decides which of the sperm she will keep for her eggs. She would hatch a whole bunch of black looking chicks and they where so mean and tough they would kill each other untill only one would be left. He would breed from this chicks and do well. Just think if he would have sperated some of the females and put them in four by four pens to raise up and use them as breeders. He could have had two or four good ones. Anyway he had got cut with a gaf and got infected and got into his blood stream and he got sick as can be. It screwed up his heart valve and had to have heart valve surgery. Then about a year or two latter he had a stroke and he was out of the fighting cock business. I learned alot about chickens and stuff from those guys.Bob, it was with interest that I read your e-mail to me on this same topic not long ago, as this is how I was told by some folks who had been breeding Jersey Giants were doing things. I was told this is a way to keep your bloodline "pure" and that, when you bring in a new cock bird or cockerel every 5 years, you are actually strengthening your line, without adding "outside" blood. I think the trick is to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that the person you're working with on the other end hasn't introduced any new genetics on his end.
Well anyway thanks for the comments. One day I will find a name and if I dont I will make one up. How about that. bob RIght now I call it Buddy Line Breeding. Two buddies in partnership with one good strain of Heritage Fowl. They have a book to look at and not a bible and they keep pusing in that direction of perfection. I have one such buddy with my Rhode Island Red Bantams.