You don’t have much of a choice. The roo you are looking for, is going to find you. It’s the way of the chicken, and they choose us.
This is true.
This time last year if you had asked me if I would have something like George running around I would have laughed at you. Then told you that you had lost your mind and it would never happen.
George was meant to be. He survived a cross country trip as a egg. Getting temporarily stuck for 2 or 3 days at a distribution center. He then survived my mail carrier who once again did not call to have me pick up eggs and instead took them on his route along bumpy back country roads riddled with potholes. All the eggs did not safely make it, 2 broke along the way and I had to carefully clean the eggs without taking off the protective coating before I set them. His egg was not even the intended goal for setting, he was just a filler for the carton.
My little man was the first to hatch and was a strong chick. My brother Michael and Rosie knew immediately he was a boy, I was in denial and no he was a pullet. A pullet that almost immediately became the favorite and was so in your face friendly I should have known he was a boy. He put the silkie chicks to shame with just how easy he was to fall for and be friendly. 2 weeks in if it really even took that long boy or girl he was for sure staying.
While still leaning pullet I tragically lost Branch my heart rooster. George who at the time was called Adele stepped up and comforted me sealing our bond. Then his hairdo took off and oops, Adele is a boy, why hello George.
George is brave, full of himself and a little clown. He is the only rooster I have had who took it upon himself to "save me" from the horses when he latched onto Russ's tail. I will never forget the sight of him being flung over his back when Russ flicked his tail.
In short, nope never planned on a little white Polish look-a-like rooster running around. Fate if you will had other ideas.
. His crest feathers are so long it's easy for a passing hen to yank at the far end of a feather before he can turn to stop it.
