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He's that young and already becoming aggressive? If you won't eat him, please give him to someone who can so you don't have to worry about him attacking an injuring your daughter...I'm glad its normal for my daughter to do that! When I was 3 we drove from New Mexico to Oregon to see my Grandma. On the way my dad goes...Wow did you feel that chipmunk crunch? As he ran over it. He said I was really quiet and didn't talk at all til we got to the hotel and called my Grandma. I do remember this though...I got on the phone with her and started bawling and told her my daddy was a murderer. I guess I was a softie since I was little. My dad loved to hunt and always wanted me to go...I told him I'd go with a camera and shoot deer with a camera. He was disappointed. And I love fishing...but I went salmon fishing once and caught this huge salmon. I was so thrilled until the fishing guy took a huge club and started to beat its head and blood flew everywhere...I got sick and didn't fish the rest of the day. But boy that salmon was good. And one time when I was in the army, I went with a bunch of guy friends to one the guys ranch. After many beers, we got on the back of the ATV in the dark with a shotgun (not smart I know) and went out to shoot varmints. Everyone missed but me...I shot an armadillo and ended up crying for hours. The guys were so proud of me at first...then said no more girls at the ranch. LOL...I don't know why it bothers me so much. I've ran over a rabbit and a raccoon and bawled both times. Not sure this roo is for my consumption.
I hope he doesn't find his voice. I like it this way. I think its my barred rock mix. He is suddenly much bigger than the other two, and he's the one that bit me the other night that really hurt my feelings. None of them had ever been aggressive to me before, but maybe his hormones were starting to flow.
Not all is standing here! Hoop house # 1 took off yesterday. It didn't go far, now it is staked.
Hoop house #2 took off last night. It was already staked, so it looks a little bent up. DH is out there now assessing damage. I am glad we are learning these lessons now, before we have a hoop house full of chickens!
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Nice. I guessed Icelandic, Icelandic, Icelandic as the first three eggs of Mahonri's that will hatch. I guess that's just for the tie breaker, though.
Chickens are a lot smarter than they are given credit.
I know! Chickens are very smart. I have a little old hen that ... how do I make this long story short? Um ... I have an area that is sort of fenced (abt 35' x 30' or abt 11m x 9m) that I have the chickens scratch in because I want the area to be ready for a garden ... maybe. Anyway, in the mid afternoon, I open the gate (of sorts) and let them free range. This fencing set up is a recent thing. One hen that is older, wants out right away to free range as she is used to. She starts pacing the fence perimeter. All the other chickens are happy as can be, but she wants out. So I walk over and she waits for me to pick her up and put her on the other side of the fence so that she can run off to make her rounds. I worry about her getting eaten by the local canines, but she's lasted this long that I figure she knows what she's doing. I imagine that we all have numerous stories about how smart our chickens are.
Seriously ... maybe chickens are like the Rodney Dangerfield of the ... um ... some category. (birds? fowl? pets? livestock? farmyard? backyard?)
So, I guess I'll be getting caught up today, tomorrow, etc. 500 posts. Can't wait to see all the candling results. I haven't candled yet. I kind of don't want to know. No news is good news. Right?
It wasn't just you, I assumed species of fowl. I am enjoying all the pics though.Thebirdguy'sCutest Baby Picture Contest WEEK TWO CONTEST![]()
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Am I the only one that read this to mean any species of fowl and any breed within the species (chicken - polish, silkie, etc), (turkey - royal palm, slate, etc), (goose - african, buff, etc) and so on and so forth?
I just assumed Thebirdguy was looking for birds. Everyone's human babies, puppies, kittens, etc are adorable, but I'm just saying, this is a chicken board.
Was it just me?
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I am guessing by the Salmon Story that you don't mind eating them; just killing them. In my area there is a butcher shop that will process the Cockerel for you. I am fairly sure they kill them too. They charge $2.50 per Cockerel.I'm glad its normal for my daughter to do that! When I was 3 we drove from New Mexico to Oregon to see my Grandma. On the way my dad goes...Wow did you feel that chipmunk crunch? As he ran over it. He said I was really quiet and didn't talk at all til we got to the hotel and called my Grandma. I do remember this though...I got on the phone with her and started bawling and told her my daddy was a murderer. I guess I was a softie since I was little. My dad loved to hunt and always wanted me to go...I told him I'd go with a camera and shoot deer with a camera. He was disappointed. And I love fishing...but I went salmon fishing once and caught this huge salmon. I was so thrilled until the fishing guy took a huge club and started to beat its head and blood flew everywhere...I got sick and didn't fish the rest of the day. But boy that salmon was good. And one time when I was in the army, I went with a bunch of guy friends to one the guys ranch. After many beers, we got on the back of the ATV in the dark with a shotgun (not smart I know) and went out to shoot varmints. Everyone missed but me...I shot an armadillo and ended up crying for hours. The guys were so proud of me at first...then said no more girls at the ranch. LOL...I don't know why it bothers me so much. I've ran over a rabbit and a raccoon and bawled both times. Not sure this roo is for my consumption.
I hope he doesn't find his voice. I like it this way. I think its my barred rock mix. He is suddenly much bigger than the other two, and he's the one that bit me the other night that really hurt my feelings. None of them had ever been aggressive to me before, but maybe his hormones were starting to flow.
I think the inclusion of the word "species" opened it up to everything.