My goodness she needs anger management classes. You aren't kidding when you call her Tiny the terror. How did she escape the soup pot all this time??
She was supposed to be Ameraucana. And she did come out of a good quality (visually) BBS Ameraucana flock, from a lovely blue egg. Realized later on as she shaped up that she had some Sumatra in her lineage. We saw when she was two or three days old that she was not eating. She'd run across the feeder like she was interested in what the others were doing but she obviously could not see the feed (tan feed, aluminum holder). When we mashed up some cooked egg yolk in a blue bowl and tapped it, she started eating and literally
singing. The color contrast helped her see. So, I changed the feeder to a red one and did the finger tapping thing and from then on, she ate the starter. So, she almost died because of her bad eyesight. She cannot pick up a
grain of anything, can't catch a bug because she can't see it, must see a pile to aim for, and I think her eyes are getting worse at her age.
So, saving her and feeling sorry for her is why she is still here. She shows extreme frustration when she doesn't get what she wants so she's just plain spoiled now. And she did go broody once, stayed that way for 3 months. Oh, my, that was a scary time! I was not going to give her eggs because I didn't know if she could raise babies with her eyes so bad, not being able to show them things she couldn't see. And who wants to deal with a
double psycho broody?