Derperella, the (weird) Faverolles, & Friends

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Yeah...I am finding this is true with Pearl, my 6-week old fav.  I did not order any favs, but ended up getting one as a substitute for a failed hatch of cochins from the hatchery.  All the others (except for my other substitute, a buckeye) are fairly large...and Pearl tends to separate herself from all the others, or come over to hang out with me when free-ranging.  She's an absolute sweetheart (the easiest to catch, handle, etc.) but I feel bad for the way she doesn't integrate with the others.  (Reminds me of a gray appendix horse I used to work with...he was the only gray in a sea of bays and sorrels...and they ran him out of the herd every chance they got.)  All my other chicks are darker colored, so I wonder if that has something to do with (she just stands out)?  I'm also afraid she'll be the first to get snatched by a hawk due to her lighter feathers.  Pic of her with my son at Easter...he LOVES her...




I see a house chicken in the makings! :yesss:
 
If I can get away with it she will...
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Right now she has to be content coming with Connor and I while we feed horses/work in the garden/etc....
 
BYC Masterpiece Classics Presents:

Derperella and Juliet

Juliet:
O Derperella, Derperella! Wherefore art thou Derperella?
Deny thy Roo and refuse thy grill;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my Derp,
And I'll no longer be a Welsumer...

Derperella:
[Aside] *stares*

Juliet:
'Tis but thy absence that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Chook
What's Derperella? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a Chook. O, be not some other Chook!
What's in a name? that which we call a Derp
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Derperella would, were she not Derperella call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which she owes
Without that title. Derperella, doff thy chair
And for that chair which is no part of thee
Take all my treats


Derperella:
*stares*
 
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