Does every flock have a complainer?

[peeperlynn]

We have a silver laced wyandotte that complains all day long, and if I haven't shut the door to the coop yet when they've all gone to roost then she fusses the loudest until I do it. We've called her Zsa Zsa since she was a chick because she always seemed so prissy; now it appears that she has settled into her name nicely and wants to tell you all about how above everything she is. "THIS is what you're giving us for scratch?" "THAT'S ALL WE'RE GETTING?" "Where are those berries you gave us yesterday??"
Fuss, fuss, fuss, all day long. And the rooster LOVES her. That's Zsa Zsa.

 

[cmlew99]

I have a little bantam easter egger roo who whines every time the head hen Edith bullies him. He is quite the wimp! I'll give him a clover, but Edith will snatch it out of his beak and run around with it. Instead of chasing her, he jus turns back to me and whines until I give him another. It's hilarious!

 

[SwedishDude99]

I've got a welsummer who is a definite complainer! Every morning she lets me know when she wants to be let outside. I guess there just isn't enough room in their 10 ft by 10 ft coop for her, lol. Whenever the chickens want a treat, she never fails to be the first to let me know. Whenever their water isn't cold enough, she's got a problem with it. I can never seem to make her happy!

 

[jpfenimore]

OMG! So happy to hear I am not alone here. Our Delaware Lucy -- since day one... all the way home in the box -- she has been SUCH a schreamer (say that out loud and pretend you are Sean Connery when you say it). ;-) I can hear her right now yelling at Ginger to get out of the nesting box because she wants in (heaven forbid any of them use the other box!)

 

[Blooie]

Oh I'm laughing so hard I had to come in and tell you this. Daphne got her comeuppance! Picture this: Ida was in the nest box, patiently waiting for her egg. Daphne was pacing the nest box bar yelling at Ida and waiting for her to come out so she could peck her on the head. Suddenly, up from the coop floor flew dear, timid Mathilda! She slammed right into Daphne, and knocked her to the floor. Mathilda calmly got into the nest box next to Ida's, turned a couple of circles, then poked her head out. A very stunned Daphne squawked at Mathilda a couple of times and Mathilda sassed her right back. The Devil chicken flew up onto the bar and just as she was about to peck Mathilda Ida sang out her egg song. Daphne glared at her and when Ida came out Mathilda pecked Daphne on the head.

Last I saw Daphne was in the run, at the center of a circle of Golden Laced Wyandottes (I think they are her groupies) telling them all about it. Ida sidled out of the coop into the run, looked at the group, and I swear if she could have stuck out her tongue she'd have done it. Oh, I'm laughing so hard tears are rolling down my leg!

 

[jpfenimore]

hahahah! That is a fabulous story! Thank you for sharing!

 

[Lacy Blues]

I can just see that exchange!

 

[CoopDeDoo]

You all are cracking me up. I just about snorted my coffee!

 

[lularat]

My complainer is Flo, a red sex link. When I go into the coop to scoop poop, she fuses the whole time. Occasionally she will come in while I scoop to reinforce the fact that she doesn't like me in there. And boy, can she get loud.

 

[7 Biddies]

Here, it's my buff Orpington, Blanche. What . a . loudmouth! Sheesh! She's not really a complainer so much as an announcer ... except when she wants out. THEN she complains. But, in the mornings when the girls start to lay, she produces a running commentary: "Ruby's in the nest box. She turned around a couple of times, and has now settled into a good spot. No egg, yet. It may take little while. WAIT! We have an egg! Gabwak, buk, buk, buk, buk! Yay for Ruby. Oh! Here comes Agnes with that look on her face. It's gonna be a lovely sage green one folks. Gabwak, buk, buk, buk buk. Way to go Agnes! I'm feeling the urge ... it's gonna be a big one; a regular whopper! Yippee, I've laid an egg! Gabwak, buk, buk, buk, buk." Throw in the egg songs the others sing after they lay, and it can get pretty noisy. But, I only have a couple of neighbors and they don't seem to either hear it or mind it, so I'm fortunate. By lunch time, all falls quiet.

And, so it goes for several hours. When she's mad at me because I haven' let her out, I swear it sounds like she's laughing. Wish my father had lived long enough to sit on the porch and listen to my chickens. He'd have loved it ... thought I was nuts, but loved it. I can hear him now, "What are you laughing about you stupid chicken?"