I'm new to BYC but have to say I'm really surprised at how many folks on here have named their chickens.
Does this surprise anyone else or yall think the majority name their birds?
You know, I am surprised when people don't name their layers, even by numbers or something. For me, I name them so I don't have to describe them when referring to them ... like the dark speckled hen or the Black Copper Marans with black eyes. I can write down* or say, "Summer and Cosette." That's much easier than describing them.
I have one rooster that keeps taking the hens over into a dangerous location near a distant portion of the "woods" and then leaves them there and comes back to the feeder. I've sort of changed his name to Dummy (to put it nicely), but his real name is Sherlock since he's got the same color of plumage as the current Sherlock Holmes has hair. He's really an irresponsible cock; I just shake my head. Maybe the rooster, though, is just evil, wanting the hens to be taken by a predator, and not a dummy, and I should rename him "Moriarty." How's that for a twist?
Part of naming them is also to amuse myself. Like naming a Bantam Cochin "Queen Victoria" and her little Bantam pal gets named "Gladstone." It's a little obscure reference, but sorta fun.
Maybe only people with too much time on their hands name their chickens???
But what else can you do while scrubbing out the waterer besides come up with names for your chickens. Cleaning the coop, etc., is such mindless work.
*When collecting eggs, I mark on the egg the name of the cock and the hen for breeding purposes. Sometimes I can then follow that chick throughout life, but usually they all get mixed up anyway. But at least there's a good chance I know what the down looks like for that breeding pair/trio.
ETA later since folks are mentioning it: I do not decide one way or the other if the chickens are pets or livestock, and naming them or not naming them doesn't make them either "pets" or "livestock" or even "companions" around here. I just think our chickens deserve a name if they're going to let me continually reach my grubby hand under their keel and steal their eggs.