Little Jon - a little OEG rooster

[chicken burger]

The Hoomin was late this morning with the food. What could be the hold up? The girls were getting restless and little Jon had checked every corner of the coop 3 times over for treats for them. Finally the gate opened and that featherless person came out. Funny thought, she didn't have the bucket of food with her. Little Jon rounded the girls up in the corner and issued his standard warnings as the Hoomin opened the coop gate. Then she just turned around and walked away!!!! No food AND she left the gate open? Little Jon didn't like this one bit! What if a dove came in, or worse, what if someone got out! Before he could visualise the chaos that might ensue, the gangster girls rushed to the gated and jumped out! OH NO! He began his panic! He called them back in and “koooooed” something fierce but to no avail. The girls were out and scratching in the flower beds in no time. Trudie hung around little Jon and Sarah stayed put on the nest. The hoomin left and went into the house. Little Jon wondered what could possible be more important than getting those gangster girls back in the coop, but it seems he would have to go about this all by himself.
He called louder and louder and paced impatiently up and down trying to get to the gangster girls. In his frantic freak out, he hadn't noticed that Trudie slipped out the gate TOO and joined the gangster girls. This was the last straw! He sounded the alarm and called for the hoomin with desperation and urgency! SHE made this mess and SHE would have to fix it! The hoomin finally came out to see what the huge issue was and found little Jon almost having a heart attack in the coop while the girls leisurely perused the nearby flowerbed.
The hoomin stepped in the coop and grabbed little Jon. Little Jon felt sure that this was the end of him. He screamed and bagaawked and flapped around awkwardly. Then with legs flailing, the hoomin put him down on the ground outside the coop and let go. He ran off to join the girls as fast as his little legs could run. When he reached them he turned to look at the hoomin with eyes as big a saucers! Out of breath and feathers (the few he still has left) messy, he crowed a few times to make sure no-one thought he was a 'chicken' so to speak.
The girls didn't seem the least bit worried about the dangers of doves and thoroughly enjoyed the flowerbeds. Hester took a dustbath and Trudie gobbled up everything green that she could find. TT hung close to Trudie (her almost BFF). Little Jon started to calm down and did a bit of scratching himself. There were plenty of treats to show the girls out here! He was actually starting to have a good time. He notices how the sun hi-lighted Sussie's green feathers and thought she was very pretty there between the garlic flowers. He approached and made his move. Sussie was receptive and a romantic moment ensued.
Around 11:30am, little Jon decided the day's outing was over. By the time the hoomin came out to check on them, little Jon had rounded the girls up and had them all safely back in the coop. The hoomin laughed at little Jon and closed the door. “Thank heavens!” he thought to himself. He hoped that that silly hoomin wouldn't make that mistake again!

 

[chicken burger]

The hoomin would just like to make something clear, I am by no means trying to outwrite the Chickendads. I am a huge fan of Barbara and the recent lack of new new Barbara fixes got me writing about my own chooks. Mrs Chickendad has been very busy lately, so I needed something to amuze myself in the mean time. Barbara is my hero! She is my inspiration! I always keep little Jon updated about Barbara's exploits and he feels very greatful that she is not one of his girls! He would sure have a hard time keeping her in line!
Sarah on the nest needs some company so I take my laptop and read her Barbara adventures while she sits. hope she doesn't get any ideas ;-)

 

[Chicken Junkies]

Enjoying your stories very much. Please keep 'em comin'.

 

[chicken burger]

Quote:
thank you! you are so kind. love your website. and yes, from 4 to 50 chickens in 6 months, you cluckify as a junkie

 

[WhiteMountainsRanch]

Love your story!!!

 

[BigDaddy'sGurl]

I enjoy reading your posts about Little Jon and the girls! We can read both: Chickendad's Barbara stories, and the Hoomin's Little Jon updates, lol.

 

[chicken burger]

After the hoomin's big mistake of leaving the coop door open, he thought about that hoomin for a while. As mentioned before, he doesn't trust her one bit. She has no feathers, she has unusually large feet and she makes holes in the ground. Then she puts seeds in the holes and cover's them up! How bizaar. Surely she should know that seeds are meant to be eaten. She's always sneaking around too. She watches them from the bathroom window, or from the little hoomin's bedroom window, or she even watches them from the kitchen window! If she's not digging holes outside burying taste seeds, she's peaking at them through windows. Again he thinks “how bizaar. She should really get a life.”

Meanwhile the love child GT was still practising his crowing. Hester begaawked from the coop next door and told GT to pipe down. He seemed to be annoying her with his banshee cries. The 6 little ones are getting on nicely. It seems there is only one cockrel “Patch” and 5 pullets. Scratch, Tiny, Dutch, Pip and Peep. Little Patch is going to look just like his daddy.

 

[BigDaddy'sGurl]

"Love child" = priceless!

Keep 'em coming!

 

[chicken burger]

What a day! All started well. Little Jon was up bright and early, crowing his little heart out. Seen as though he wasn't so good looking these days, with a less manly looking tail due to his....er.....molt, he felt the need to make up for it with excessive crowing. The girls seemed suitably impressed.
But Sussie paced impatiently up and down in front of the gate. She was waiting for that hoomin to open the run again. Little Jon thought she was being silly. Surely the hoomin wouldn't make that mistake again!
When the hoomin finally came out, the gangster girls could hardly hold their excitement. Little Jon tried to round the girls up in the corner again but those gangster girls didn't pay him any attention! “how rude” he thought.
The hoomin opened the gate and then walked away again! Could this stupid hoomin make the same mistake two days in a row? The gate was hardly opened and the gangster girls were out the gate. Then, before little Jon could even get a warning out, they were eating treats OUT OF HER HAND! Little Jon was highly un-impressed but at least his loyal little wife Trudie was still with him. Wait? Is that Trudie running around outside the run? IT WAS! Little Jon went into full scale panic once again. He paced up and down making panic sounds to distress even the most stubborn hen! Hester came to him on the other side of the fence and gave him a few words of encouragement before dashing for the flowerbed where Trudie was again, stuffing he face with everything green. TT chased the doves around and Hester stomped around with her big bottom. Little Jon refused to leave the run. He continued to pace, fearing the worst that might happen to his girls. He paced for an hour and eventually Sussie came to the run and hopped inside. She was complaining bitterly of an urge she felt. Little Jon was so please that at least ONE of his girls still needed him. He promptly showed her the three vacant nest boxes. He entered each one and called her in. He turned around in circles and whispered sweet nothings, but Sussie wanted to lay her egg in SARAH'S nest. Little Jon was a little confused. After all, Sarah was in that nest and everyone knew she wasn't going anywhere. But being a gangster girl, Sussie was determined! She jumped into Sarah's nest and simple sat on top of her. She figured Sarah would be intimidated and leave the nest for her to take her moment, but Sarah is as much of a gangster girl as the rest. She was NOT going to lift her bottom! Now Little Jon had his feathers full! He ran to check through the fence to see the free roaming girls and then quickly ran back to the nest box where the girls were having a spat, to ensure Sussie layed her egg correctly and try to get the two from fighting.
There was plenty of growling and hissing going on the nest. Sarah pecked Sussie and Sussie pecked back. When Sarah refused to leave the nest, Sussie figured she would lay her egg on top of Sarah then, which she promptly did! Right on top of Sarah! When she was done, the egg rolled down next to Sarah and Sarah thought it was one of HER eggs, so she quickly tucked it in under her belly!
While the hoomin stepped into the coop to take a photo for our BYC friends of the two gangster girls little spat, little Jon FLEW out of the coop. That Hoomin kreaped him out! He wasn't going to stick around to see what she was going to do with that big black thingy in her hands that makes lightning! Sussie and Sarah were on their own now! He had to see if the other girls were all ok!
Once little Jon found the girls in the garden, he quickly let them know he was not impressed with their bad behaviour. He crowed at them and stepped on his wings! And then, lo and behold, Hester shared a romantic moment with little Jon. This WAS a big day for the little rooster.
The rest of the day was spent romancing the girls amongst the garlic flowers and under the palm trees. There was facials and manicures and dust bath's for everyone. By 4pm, little Jon rounded up the 'gang' and had them all in the coop for bedtime. “Will have to think a plan to foil that silly hoomin tomorrow. It really is very irresponsible of her to leave the gate open.”

The SPAT!

No need to say what Sarah thinks of all this...

 

[BigDaddy'sGurl]

Love it! Beautiful birds, btw