This one was pretty entertaining — the chicks are about four weeks old now and were outside for their little “walk” when Roo suddenly decided she was in love. She’s had a few supervised meet-and-greets with them before, always separated and carefully watched.
But yesterday really took the cake. Her best buddy, Gypsy (the junglefowl), didn’t come to roost. Roo completely lost it — nonstop screaming — so I brought the chicks out to calm her down. She was thrilled… until we suddenly heard Gypsy — about twenty feet up in the air! We were mid-conversation when she let out this dramatic yell from the treetops.
So now I’m wondering — how many of you with junglefowl have had your birds just vanish into the trees like that? Do they all eventually decide to roost up there? Before this, she was faithfully using the coop every night.
The good news is, Roo’s getting along wonderfully with the “chicklets,” and they seem to adore her too. (And for the record — Roo isn’t a rooster; I didn’t name her, my friends’ kids did.) Gypsy, meanwhile, has gone full broody — she was incubating a rock just yesterday, and now she’s sleeping twenty feet up in a tree. This rescue chick I hatched has me completely baffled.
So I called Gypsy- and sure enough came flying down and landed next to me (almost on my head- then wanted boo-berries). So what gives?
Edit: I cant spell apparently at 2:45am.
But yesterday really took the cake. Her best buddy, Gypsy (the junglefowl), didn’t come to roost. Roo completely lost it — nonstop screaming — so I brought the chicks out to calm her down. She was thrilled… until we suddenly heard Gypsy — about twenty feet up in the air! We were mid-conversation when she let out this dramatic yell from the treetops.
So now I’m wondering — how many of you with junglefowl have had your birds just vanish into the trees like that? Do they all eventually decide to roost up there? Before this, she was faithfully using the coop every night.
The good news is, Roo’s getting along wonderfully with the “chicklets,” and they seem to adore her too. (And for the record — Roo isn’t a rooster; I didn’t name her, my friends’ kids did.) Gypsy, meanwhile, has gone full broody — she was incubating a rock just yesterday, and now she’s sleeping twenty feet up in a tree. This rescue chick I hatched has me completely baffled.
So I called Gypsy- and sure enough came flying down and landed next to me (almost on my head- then wanted boo-berries). So what gives?
Edit: I cant spell apparently at 2:45am.
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