My poop head Florus was on the verge of becoming dog food not so long ago. Not because of people aggression, but because he was standing out side the coop door and gangster raping the girls as they tried to pass. He even went after a 8 week pullet. He got locked up after I kicked his a** off of her and made sure she was ok. I gave him one last chance though. He's seriously settled down now. Just had to get over the spring raging hormones. That and he was only 9-10 months old. He is a year now, and good to his hens, doesn't pester the littles, and only tries to kick the crap out of my marans roo. His tail is a mess from Rod Stewart keeping him in his place. (the only one Rod Stewart doesn't mess with is Fritz the jerk. They are like a tag team, even though fritz is a serema) But.... He was THIS close to being extinct.
WOW...THIS SOUNDS LIKE MY PLACE NOVA![]()
This weekend both my exuberantly bearded boys found new homes. One went to a man and his family who pulled in my driveway, told me they had 65 pullets and one cockerel, but the cockerel wasn't doing his duty and bringing eggs. I asked how old were the pullets. 2 months he said. I told him that he's got at the least 2 more months to 3 months before he gets eggs, and the boy wasn't mature enough to do his duty either. That the boy wouldn't be interested until the girls got close to laying age and/or started laying. So he asked if my boy would get them laying... I told him no. The hens weren't mature enough, that the were still babies, little kids really. Oh he says. Then I told him he didn't need roosters to get eggs. He was shocked. Nope, you do not need a roo. The hens will lay eggs with out having a rooster. You won't get chicks with out a rooster. So, he took a faverolles boy and 3 dozen eggs.
The other boy went to Sillychicken to add new blood to her lines. He was one very mad cockerel yesterday. I have a bite to prove it. The hour and a half car ride, the escape in a large park that was strange, being hunted down and caught by several people, well that put him in a very poor state of mind yesterday. Poor boy. His red headed brother is lonely now. He's only got the mutt boys to keep company, and they are destined for dinner in about 6 weeks..