Cordon, the new layer, has, like all my flock, been reluctant to be touched all her life. Now, under the influence of her new hormones, she's running up to me and squatting at my feet almost the moment I walk into the pen. Not just a little dip, but a full, flat-down, tail-up squat.
I'm rewarding her submission with a firm petting on the back and she's doing the fluffy shake thing when I let go.
I am her rooster.
When I have added an actual rooster to the flock next year I will need to figure out how to tell which eggs are hers because she's my #1 candidate for female flock-founder.
I'm rewarding her submission with a firm petting on the back and she's doing the fluffy shake thing when I let go.
I am her rooster.
When I have added an actual rooster to the flock next year I will need to figure out how to tell which eggs are hers because she's my #1 candidate for female flock-founder.