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I love both the Puppy's stories!He was hatched in late June when we were completely overwhelmed with chicks, county fair, 4-H, etc, so I gave some chicks to a nearby teen to "babysit." She did a great job raising her own chicks (which we sold her in the spring), so I knew they'd be in good hands. The girl ended up buying a few of the chicks she was babysitting, but this very friendly laced one ended up being a male - which she could not keep. He wasn't the prettiest, but he was used to living in the house as a pet. He had some culture shock when returned and was no longer king of the brooder. He had to live outside! There was grass, trees, bright sunshine, dogs, and adult chickens! As soon as he saw me, he'd come running and stay as close as possible to me. (Often standing on my boots or leaning against me like a dog.) If I went to the back garden, he went to the back garden. He just wouldn't leave my side and it didn't matter if I had treats or not. It never bothers him to be picked up or petted, he's great with the kids too, and has never shown any signs of aggression. His outgoing, loving, loyal personality earned him the nickname "Puppy." I ended up giving away 2 of Puppy's brothers for breeding, and all of his sisters were quickly sold. I noticed that Puppy kept getting more handsome as he matured, so I decided to grow him out for a while. (Thinking practically, he could be a back-up if something happened to Mr Wonderful or he just might end up being a surprisingly beautiful roo someday. If not, we could always process him in the future. If I processed him at 5-6mo, then I couldn't go back & change my mind.)
Today: He's crowing sometimes, but not mating as far as I can see. Due to the hawks, I'm not letting the flock free range, so I don't know if he'd still follow me all over the yard. He still greets me like all the other chickens in the run, but like the others, when I don't hand out treats, he'll go back to his own business. I'm not really offended. After all, he is a rooster, so his attention is bound to go to the hens at some point. Mr Dummy (although a terrific rooster & pet) also favored the hens but always allowed us to bend down & pick him up at any time.
Oh, I'd love to go on & on about Puppy.
.....BUT our actual puppy, Kepler, decided to play in the mud. UGH! Lots of mud! (He's normally all one color.) His playtime was followed by a bath.
It figures he'd do something like this. I cleaned the house & did a thorough job on all the floors. I had planned to catch up on laundry & errands today, but cleaning up after Kepler took up my afternoon.
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