Wendy Bee
Songster
I do like having a rooster 
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So yesterday I let the chickens out earlier than usual, because I knew the weather was going to turn wet and cold and very windy (all the pretty colors on the radar, lol) later in the day. I also needed to take one of the kids to an appointment at 4pm, so I knew the chickens would likely be back in the run when the weather started and I could button things up before I left.
Went out . . . gave some scratch . . . did a head count . . . OF COURSE one is missing . . . a seven month old Silver Laced Wyandotte named Snowflake who twirls when she's stressed. She must have gotten separated from the flock and couldn't find her way back.
So off I went, walking the 3ish acres they free range on. No Snowflake. Wind, rain, but no Snowflake, ha. Snowflake is our 14 yo daughter's favorite chicken, and I prayed, "Father, please show me where she is . . . "
I headed down to the mailbox and walked the road up to the end of the fence line and there she was - just inside the tree line in the far edge of the yard. Whew!
Getting her was the trick - she was in Buckthorn, and I had to be careful to not chase her further into the woods, or I'd never get her! And did I mention that she twirls when she's stressed (she's adorable but weird), so catching her was not going to be a thing, lol. So I made my way through the buckthorn and herded her out into the yard and toward the house. She kind of got the idea after that, and I got her as far as just past the house, but she wouldn't go the rest of the way to the coop, ugh! (Cold rain and wind continuing.)
So I thought . . . Maybe if I get Charlie, she'll follow him to the coop? So, though he protested, I retrieved Charlie from the coop and took him to where Snowflake was, and . . . he's such a good boy . . . he trilled to her, and it took some time, but she followed him to the coop!
So any of you who can have roosters who are on the fence about having a rooster . . . there's nothing like a good Roo
. Thanks, Charlie!
.So yesterday I let the chickens out earlier than usual, because I knew the weather was going to turn wet and cold and very windy (all the pretty colors on the radar, lol) later in the day. I also needed to take one of the kids to an appointment at 4pm, so I knew the chickens would likely be back in the run when the weather started and I could button things up before I left.
Went out . . . gave some scratch . . . did a head count . . . OF COURSE one is missing . . . a seven month old Silver Laced Wyandotte named Snowflake who twirls when she's stressed. She must have gotten separated from the flock and couldn't find her way back.
So off I went, walking the 3ish acres they free range on. No Snowflake. Wind, rain, but no Snowflake, ha. Snowflake is our 14 yo daughter's favorite chicken, and I prayed, "Father, please show me where she is . . . "
I headed down to the mailbox and walked the road up to the end of the fence line and there she was - just inside the tree line in the far edge of the yard. Whew!
Getting her was the trick - she was in Buckthorn, and I had to be careful to not chase her further into the woods, or I'd never get her! And did I mention that she twirls when she's stressed (she's adorable but weird), so catching her was not going to be a thing, lol. So I made my way through the buckthorn and herded her out into the yard and toward the house. She kind of got the idea after that, and I got her as far as just past the house, but she wouldn't go the rest of the way to the coop, ugh! (Cold rain and wind continuing.)
So I thought . . . Maybe if I get Charlie, she'll follow him to the coop? So, though he protested, I retrieved Charlie from the coop and took him to where Snowflake was, and . . . he's such a good boy . . . he trilled to her, and it took some time, but she followed him to the coop!
So any of you who can have roosters who are on the fence about having a rooster . . . there's nothing like a good Roo
. Thanks, Charlie!
