How many of you have a "Prince" or "Princess" spoiled rotten chicken?

[Buugette]

Meet Princess Wilamena...

The story behind her is a sad one... she had 2 friends, but they were roos and had to go to the farm.

This left poor little 3 month old Wilamena all alone (till the new babies arrived).

Well, Wilamena learned how to get attention... by making a sound like sobbing. This brought the family running. She would "sob" if she heard us in the kitchen, she would "sob" if she heard us in the living room... (she lives in a nice rabbit hutch in the sun room as she was our only chicken at the time). The "sobbing" would make us get her out of her hutch, hold her, love her, feed her off our plates, etc. We started letting her walk around the sun room, and leaving the sliding door open so she could go in and out of the back yard. Well, this led to her perching on the back of the overstuffed chair in the sun room, which we covered with an old blanket in case she pooed.

She goes to "Nana's" with us for weekend visits, and loves to ride in the car and sleep on my lap. She has also started to fuss if we close her hutch door, now she doesn't necessarily want to come out, but she does not want that door closed. She will try to push my computer off my lap if it is in her way when she is napping.

Now that we have the 5 new baby silkies, she is in a snit. She stomps, and I do mean stomp like an elephant, her little feet across the wood floor of the sun room. She jumps and throws herself onto the overstuffed chair like a spoiled teenager. She will turn her head away from the chicks as if she can't see them, then they don't exist.

They were all outside yesterday (chicks are 2 weeks old and I take them our for a hour or so each day... and Wilamena is just about 4 months old)... they were all walking around the patio. Wiliamena has a special blue bowl where she gets her treats. We gave her some beef noodles and as she started to enjoy them, chicks came from all directions after those noodles. Louise even got into a tug-of-war with her over a particular noodle. This did not go over well, Wilamena let go of the noodle, stomped over to the sliding door, looked at the door - looked at me - and then back at the door. I could read her mind... she had had enough.

I opened the door, she stomped over to the chair and put herself to bed. This was a very early bedtime for her as she is a very social chicken that likes to be up and in the middle of everything.

This morning I gave her a watermellon rine... and she just turned her head away from me and gave me tail feathers. My hubby said she had eaten her fill by the time he got home so we know she is fine... just holds a grudge. Perhaps she will get over it by this weekend... we are going to Nana's and there is some leftover potato salad from last weekend. That is her absolute fav treat, my mom's homemade potato salad.

So, now tell me now spoiled your chicken(s) are...

Diana

 

[ging3rhoffman]

...That is one spoiled chickie. I bet noone had a more spoiled chicken story than you. My girls are semi spoiled. I do go out and see them 5 to 10 times a day. I took them water from the frig today! Yogurt aka cream cream time. They get treats throughout the day and then i let them out of their fairly large run to play in the yard for a couple of hours before bedtime.

Your story made me feel like less of a crazy chicken lady! She is a lucky chicken.

 

[Buugette]

My husband thinks I am crazy. This is my first time with chickens, and I am absolutely addicted. They calm me after a crazy day at work, I love to listen to their sounds, hug and squeeze them, and I just love Wilamena's attitude.

Perhaps I went a little overboard with her... hope the others will live out in the coop hubby is building. I don't think Wilamena will ever leave the sun room.

D

 

[Serrin]

Oh my heavens!! Yes, that's definitely what I would call a "Princess" chicken! And I thought I was bad calling mine "Mama's babies" all the time!

You got it bad girl! Just admit it and proceed from there! Nothing you can do about it now. The damage is done!

 

[chicken_china_mom]

Oh, I have a doozy of one! I have Indy the human chicken. Yes, she thinks she is human. Indy was the only chick to survive from my first attempt at incubating. Three of the nine eggs developed, two hatched, but only one survived, and my 10 year old DD named her Independence Miracle since she hatched on June 27th, just a few days before July 4th. Well, right from the start she was a much loved baby. At first her brooder was in the bathroom. I figured that after she feathered out and was big enough I would move her outside with the other chickens. Well, Indy, as we call her, is TERRIFIED of other chickens! I tried several times to introduce her and she ran screaming for the house! Ok, so I figured I would just try again later. In the meantime one of my new chickens developed coccidia, so I moved Indy into my bedroom and put the sick chicken in the bathroom. Well, that changed EVERYTHING for Indy. She can jump out of her brooder box very easily and she decided that my nice soft bed is sooooo much more comfortable than her box, so she spent most of her first few days in my room pecking around the floor or stretching out on my bed. Her favorite spot during the day is the pillow my 9 yr old DD uses when she has nightmares and climbs into my bed. Then one afternoon she started crying cause she was all alone in my room and she could look through the glass in my bedroom door (it has glass panels almost completely to the floor) and see us in the living room. So we gave in and let her into the living room. Now the little beast won't stay in my room. If we are in the living room, she has to be in there with us. She sits on the couch and preens herself, and she drinks the dog water and will even curl up with the dogs, though they aren't always cool with that, lol. Indy cries when she doesn't get what she wants. She will stand at the bedroom door and cry to be let out if she is in there alone. At night she becomes even more of a beast. I have to put her in her box and literally run for the light switch to turn it off before she shoots out of the box and into my bed. If I try to put her in a box and put a lid on it she will cry and slam into it to escape, so I gave up that idea a long time ago, lol. Once the lights are off she will cry like she is calling out to me for a few minutes. I tell her softly to go to sleep and eventually she settles down and goes to sleep. The moment the sun is up though and she can see my bed, she is IN my bed. A few night back I awoke to this sharp, needle like sensation in the back of my knee. I was under my thick blanket and when I moved my leg the needles pressed against me again, and then I felt the flutter of feathers. I sat up and threw back the blanket and low and behold, there was Indy, under MY blanket! How she got there, I have no idea, but she was all stretched out and looked offended when I threw the blanket back! Last night my 9 yr old DD came to me with tears in her eyes because someone had slammed a door and caught one of Indy's toes in it and broke it. Her little toe was bleeding, though she wasn't crying or fussing. I cleaned it up and then my daughter decided that not only did she need to sleep in my bed so she could be there for Indy, but that Indy needed to sleep in my nice soft bed so she could take the pressure off her sore foot.

So, Indy got spoiled last night. She slept in my bed, curled up next to me, all night long. When she lays next to us, she has to have some part of her body touching us or she cries incessantly. So I spent the night with my hand against her so she would be calm. She went straight to sleep. First night she didn't cry since she hatched! Indy is a VERY vocal girl. She is ALWAYS peeping, or crying when she doesn't get what she wants! So your Princess Wilhemina is spoiled? She should meet Indy. I think the two of them would get along beautifully!

Here is a picture of Indy and my 9 yr old DD:

I edited to add in a pic of two of my 3 "daughters". Yes, I've taken to calling Indy my third daughter. I tell my human DD's "Be nice to your sister!" or "Your little sister is following you." *Sigh*, I guess it was an easier way to have more kids...

 

[chickenzoo]

I have a blue grey Silkie named Sophie. She and her one buddy, Sassy, live in the house with us. She started living with us when I first lost LOOKOUT(My Black Silkie) from a severe case of wry neck that we battled for months and Sweet Pea (SG Dorking Bantam) was alone. I hatched Sophie and brought her in to be with Sweety. Sophie was her friend and partner in crime, until again I lost Sweet Pea to an unknown illness. So Sophie was alone....then I was given Sassy, a straight feathered Showgirl. They are good friends, but Sophie is very bonded to me. She runs around the house in her chicken diaper, and a hair barrette so she can see. She follows me from room to room. If I go to leave she paces in her cage, back and forth screaming until I take her out, or worse take her with me. She loves to go to TSC and meet all the kids. She is constantly talking to them and giving sweet looks. She follows me around the house and jumps up in my lap, all the while talking that sweet Silkie talk, She often sleeps on my chest, with her legs kicked out to the side. She really likes to sleep on my pillow..... Her favorite food is spaghetti or potato salad... I often call her Sophie the Spaghetti Yettie, her topknot is tinged orange. All our neighbors feed her all kinds of stuff and save food she likes for me to give her. I carry her around a lot, she goes on trips with us all the time and is the official chicken ambassador with people. My husband just looks at me and shakes his head but he loves her too. He gives in to anything she wants him to give her.... or if she wants out. She is one spoiled chicken.

 

[chickenzoo]

I'll try to find a pic

Here is one in her Rain coat, sorry not a good one. She was trying to take a dirt bath while I was taking the pic.....

 

[Buugette]

Oh my... I love the stories... we need to start a group... Mothers of Spoiled Chickens...

chicken_china_mom - Wilamena hasn't found the bedroom yet, and I'm hoping she never does. She sleeps on the chair till I put her in her hutch around 10:30 pm. But she wants out as soon as she hears movement in the house. She wants her door open now!

chickenzoo - I love it... where did you get that adorable coat? And how do you get her to wear the diapers? I put one on Wilamena and she fell over. I put a little chicken harness on her to go for a walk, and she fell over. I do anything she thinks is just WRONG, she falls over. How old is Indy? (FYI - I have a dog named Indy... Independence as she was born on the 4th of July and found in a trash bin... we rescued her and love her dearly).

I have been pretty lucky... she rarely messes in the house.

Glad to know I'm not the only one...

Diana

 

[chickenzoo]

I got the coat at Everythings A Dollar- it's a dog rain coat, hehe. You should see all the stuff I got for her little photo shoot. They had teddy bear clothes there too.............. all kinds of outfits, LOL. I know, I'm crazy!
Sophie will protest if a diaper is to tight around her shoulders and flip over or not walk at all. I had ordered some, but they would not stay on her, so I went back to making my own for her. It's a simple pattern and it's very easy to put on/take off. She doesn't mind it at all.

 

[catwalk]

YOU ALL ARE CRAZY!!!!!
Now if you'll excuse me, the braid is falling out of Phyllis the Silkie's crest, and it needs redone, pronto!