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This morning, Napoleon again went after his hatch mother, Mommy Dearest. He got her, hopped on and failed miserably to hit the target. He just can't reach on the big girls, even if by the flock standards the ones he pursues are small.
Within seconds, Tink went by, he caught her too and this time had success.
Fabio walked over but didn't seem to really care too much. He's shown no interest in the little girls so far. I hope it stays that way. I can't see him having any success either.
 
Bella LOVES snow and ice. Whenever she comes in from a potty break she stops to bite great gobs of snow off the bank on the deck. Whenever I get ice from the ice dispenser, she comes running to stare at me until I give her a cube.
Catching them? Never gonna happen. That girl has THE worst timing for catching stuff for her to eat. She's been bonked in the head by I can't count the number of snow balls I've lobbed for her to try to catch. :rolleyes:
Could she be short-sighted?
 
"Make irrigation great again" ?? Ahemmm... :gig
Ha! I did not notice that. Too funny. I have a very "backwoods, right-wing" irrigation supplier with a sense of humor :lol: He also brought red hats with the same saying! They may still be tucked in my office where no one can see them...
 
This morning, Napoleon again went after his hatch mother, Mommy Dearest. He got her, hopped on and failed miserably to hit the target. He just can't reach on the big girls, even if by the flock standards the ones he pursues are small.
Within seconds, Tink went by, he caught her too and this time had success.
Fabio walked over but didn't seem to really care too much. He's shown no interest in the little girls so far. I hope it stays that way. I can't see him having any success either.
I once had a very considerate Araucana rooster that was very resourceful in finding ways to breed even the biggest hens. He just let himself slide down alongside their backs all the while still holding on to their plumage with his beak, then letting himself drop slightly to their right side and coming from the side he was successful. The hens loved him and were always willing as he was always feeding them, taking care of their chicks (he loved chicks and got all excited when they hatched under a broody, spending hours at her side and cooing to lure them out of their eggshells).

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Some of his offspring:

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He wooed the hens like this Victoria Rifle bird who forms some kind of love nest with his wings.
And even when on top of the hens he would open both his wings facing forward as for a big hug and form this kind of screen to shield them from view.


 
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Morning Cafe. Brought another hot black pot of coffee..
Last night brings the last 10 of buds birds set them all loose in the main coop. Her oldest 7 yr old Australorp said no way to Red gave him a hard nock.. Picked her up, took her to Smudges coop He took one look mounted her she allowed him :idunno
 

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