I had a wonderful little Blue Old English Bantam named Nutmeg. I could never get over just how plum tiny she was. At 9 months old she was half the size of a Silkie hen. Size didn't dictate her place in the pecking order though! 22 chickens and 14 different breeds, most several times her size, but that didn't stop her from being a strong mid-tier in the hierarchy.
Funny thing about her is that she never sang an egg song. Probably why she nearly got away with laying a dozen eggs on the coop roof! She absolutely loved to perch on my shoulder and head, it even earned her the nickname Pigeon from my relatives.
Sadly, at the age of 9 months, she was the victim of a hawk attack in late December... fortunately she had a single egg of her's in one of the nesting boxes. I gave it to my trusty broody silkie who dutifully hatched it, allowing a part of Nutmeg to live on.
Funny thing about her is that she never sang an egg song. Probably why she nearly got away with laying a dozen eggs on the coop roof! She absolutely loved to perch on my shoulder and head, it even earned her the nickname Pigeon from my relatives.
Sadly, at the age of 9 months, she was the victim of a hawk attack in late December... fortunately she had a single egg of her's in one of the nesting boxes. I gave it to my trusty broody silkie who dutifully hatched it, allowing a part of Nutmeg to live on.
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