Ludwig is Stepping Up


14 Years
Jul 10, 2009
North Carolina Sandhills
My Coop
My Coop
Unfortunately, I had my hands full and didn't get pictures, but my cockerel is starting to grow up.

Ludwig (formerly En Croute), is a long way from flockmaster at one day shy of 12 weeks, but I've seen two incidents in less than 24 hours that make me think that he's beginning to understand that he's going to rule one day -- even if only in the way that my 12yo solemnly took on the "man of the house" role by checking that the doors were locked at bedtime when his father was on crew at the EMS base overnight.

First, last night I was watering the hanging basket near the coop (an act that doesn't normally phase the chickens at all), and they took alarm about something -- fleeing to the sheltered areas and making many alarm calls. Ludwig stood in front of the group, between the hose that they had decided was a threat and the rest of the flock -- chicks and adults.

Second, this morning when I was catching an escapee, which always creates a commotion, he stood his ground despite the ruckus and supervised the chick retrieval operation.

I am sad that Kung Pao is gone. He may have been a better physical representation of a Black Langshan male since he was taller and more stately, but Kung Pao always panicked over anything strange -- which is probably the cause of his death. En Croute has never been over-bold, but he doesn't freak out the way his brother did.

I know that Langhans are slower to mature, but I'm looking forward to hearing his first, creaky crows.
I haven't heard Ludwig attempt a crow again in the past week, but he continues to show signs of leadership behavior. He mingles more with the senior hens (though they put him in his place if he's too ambitious), and the POL pullets are realizing that he's slightly taller then they are (if not yet as solidly built).

I was sitting in the run this evening and noticed that he was the very last bird to go to roost as well as the first out in the morning.

One of the actions that resulted in him being put in his place was approaching an adult who was still out after the chicks and POLs were on the roost in a similar way to the way he'd interacted with the last of his peers to go in.

I never noticed whether Marion, the in-town rooster, urged the ladies into bed because I was almost never out in the evening on that property due to the extreme level of mosquito infestation.

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