I didn't see any other threads like this so I decided to start one!
Post stories/a story about a pet chicken that you own or owned in the past.
It can be an outdoor chicken or an indoor one.
No judgement here!
I'll start!
In 2015 we had gotten a few baby chicks to increase our flock but we lost quite a few of them until we were down to 2. One was a red bantam cochin and the other was a black bantam frizzle. Once we lost the frizzle, the young red cochin pullet started living in a brooder made from a rabbit cage and it was placed in my room. From morning until dusk, she would be outside free ranging. Once night fell, she would be brought indoors to sleep in her brooder cage. After a while, she had imprinted on me and began to follow me outside whenever I went out to feed the older hens. This was around the time I picked a name for her and she was finally called 'Rusty' due to her coloring looking like rust.
She had become a little feathery buddy for me and had helped me a great deal with my anxiety.
In late spring 2016 one morning around 4am while my dad got ready for work, I had woken up to see a white spider dangling down from the top bunk bed. Now please understand that even when I was 18, I was still scared of spiders and still am. Rusty knew something was wrong and began clucking as loud as she could to alert someone. Luckily that someone was my dad who came to my "rescue" and took care of the spider.
She continued being a great pet hen until the middle of summer in 2016, when she was accidentally killed by our hyperactive male dog Mooshu. I didn't get angry at all when I had run out to see what he had done. I stayed by her side until she took her last breath. It was the hardest moment of my life but I stayed strong while keeping he calm while she was in her last moments of her short life. Mooshu has since become a good protector of our birds and even when they're free ranging, he'll stay away from them.
Rusty will always be my favorite hen. No matter how many more chickens we buy, she'll always have that special place in my heart.
Post stories/a story about a pet chicken that you own or owned in the past.
It can be an outdoor chicken or an indoor one.
No judgement here!
I'll start!
In 2015 we had gotten a few baby chicks to increase our flock but we lost quite a few of them until we were down to 2. One was a red bantam cochin and the other was a black bantam frizzle. Once we lost the frizzle, the young red cochin pullet started living in a brooder made from a rabbit cage and it was placed in my room. From morning until dusk, she would be outside free ranging. Once night fell, she would be brought indoors to sleep in her brooder cage. After a while, she had imprinted on me and began to follow me outside whenever I went out to feed the older hens. This was around the time I picked a name for her and she was finally called 'Rusty' due to her coloring looking like rust.
She had become a little feathery buddy for me and had helped me a great deal with my anxiety.
In late spring 2016 one morning around 4am while my dad got ready for work, I had woken up to see a white spider dangling down from the top bunk bed. Now please understand that even when I was 18, I was still scared of spiders and still am. Rusty knew something was wrong and began clucking as loud as she could to alert someone. Luckily that someone was my dad who came to my "rescue" and took care of the spider.
She continued being a great pet hen until the middle of summer in 2016, when she was accidentally killed by our hyperactive male dog Mooshu. I didn't get angry at all when I had run out to see what he had done. I stayed by her side until she took her last breath. It was the hardest moment of my life but I stayed strong while keeping he calm while she was in her last moments of her short life. Mooshu has since become a good protector of our birds and even when they're free ranging, he'll stay away from them.
Rusty will always be my favorite hen. No matter how many more chickens we buy, she'll always have that special place in my heart.