Suprise, it's a chicken!

She's in a different world now, this sure isn't a fad flock. There's always food,and if she poops on the porch I've got a hose pipe for just such emergencies. I had room for her anyways I'm still not in the double digits. Still in shock over hubs, he's said no more chickens more times than I can count.Guess that totally depends on how sad of a face the chicken can make. :)
It was wonderful of your husband to save her, I wish you the best of luck. Good job to yourself for helping bring her back to the old-young pullet body. :)
 
Hey y'all, this is the first one of these I've had. I know lazy Gardner likes these girls, are they pretty good chickens? Do they go broody or anything like that? I already know she's not aggressive and she's not scared of much "flogged the cat." She's apparently quite the looker as well, I've had to pen my little cockrel because he's trying to shoot quarantine in the foot. Still don't know what his idea was looked like a cross between a fist fight and a make out session. Never a dull moment.
 
Dominique: Super friendly. My girls would jump up on the perch and lean into me for a facial massage. Didn't mind being picked up. Always under foot to help with the gardening. Super soft feathers. Not aggressive in the flock. If anything, tend to be a push over. Rose comb not as prone to frost bite. Moderately broody. Excellent foragers. Only draw back that I can cite is that they do not lay a large egg (more along the lines of medium) nor do they crank out a lot of eggs. Listed as a "better layer" by Murray McMurray. Smaller body makes them easier on the feed, but not as good in the stew pot.
 
Maybe hubby is going to turn into the chicken rescuer! If word gets out, people will start dropping their chickens off to him with their sad story. LOL
People hear that I have chickens and assume I will take in all strays!
 
The chicken belonged to a co-workers wife.She got I think six of them without knowing anything about how to keep them. After her dogs ate five of them she got discouraged and wanted the last survivor gone immediately. So basically a fad flock gone wrong. All hubs coworkers know I've got chickens, I've handed out eggs and cockrels to a few.The guy part of the equation actually liked the chicken and wanted it to have a good home so he brought it to work and gave her to hubs now she's mine. Word gets around when you're a crazy chicken lady. :)
awwwww.

Ok I have to know HOW the hubby just "ran across" this poor hen ???
 
Well she's healthier than I am according to the vet. Also not too worried about her in the flock, she's been kicking butts and taking names. Anyone who has never seen a pullet stand up to an adult hen hasn't seen Hobo. Negan the cockrel is trying his best to win her over, but she isn't having it which blows my mind because she's already squatting.I don't even pretend i understand these birds. :)
 
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