Evening all. Let everyone out to freerange. Bill started chasing the girls around so I yelled at him and make deep bawking sounds. He quit right away and stayed back a fair distance. Yes, I am that crazy bawking chicken lady everyone talks about. Dh asked me tonight when will Bill move out of the jerk stage. He is five months old. I said maybe by 8 months. He said if he makes it that long. I forbid him to kill my last remaining rir heritage breed roo! I think Bill will turn out to be a decent roo once he has matured. He backs off when the girls resist his attempts to mate and he certainly backs off and gives us a decent amount of space when we are out and about in the yard. I really want chicks from him and the two red girls in the spring. Eowyn is still sitting on her eggs so at some point in the next 3 weeks I will have silkie chicks (I think). I didnt candle them and wont. I am letting nature take its course. If she hatches these two eggs, fine. Still trying to decide if the babies are boys are girls. I am very pleased with this breeding pen of silkies as they have produced great colors, beautiful feet and conformation. I hope Pyxis is happy with hers as will.
Waiting for my bread to finish baking so I can have a Roger sandwich. I stripped his bones tonight and gave the girls all the scraps. Sort of a last revenge on their tormentor. Saw a beautiful 6 pointer on the neighbors lawn down the road all in velvet. Real nice rack above his ears and coming forward. I often think its my dads way of saying hi from heaven because every time I think of him, I see a buck. Sounds weird but its true. It will be one year on friday since he passed. How quickly time flies. Still missing him every day. His favorite season will be here soon. He would be out every day looking for deer sign and planning where he was going to sit and hunt.
Out to sit with my cheeps now for some chicken therapy. Helps me to relax and power down. Have a good evening everyone.