The Evolution of Atlas: A Breeding (and Chat) Thread

Clothes coming out smelling like smoke sound kind of dangerous to me. Not a good thing. Yeah, I think I'd be on the lookout for sales, and replace it.
 
heres Melvin, my dad's new shop buddy
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Everyone needs a shop chicken.

I second that! Funny, I heard a story years ago about a rooster who was the mascot in a car repair shop. They are great job supervisors, that's for sure. I've had roosters who had to peer over my shoulder to watch every part of what I was doing. But, none were as cute as Melvin!
 
Lizzie and Tessa are sold pending pick up to a lady who bought one of my cockerels and named him Romeo. She knows about the possibility of a dwarf gene and knows about their grumpy personalities as well. And she also is buying some Brahma hatching eggs when she comes.
I knew the moment I put them on that chicken swap page on FB that they'd be sold. I just had avoided it. Until Tessa bit me again today for no reason, such a brat! And the guy who is buying the six Atlas chicks said he wanted the two hens if the lady backed out, that they'd tide him over until those four little girls began laying. Some of his hens are very old like mine, I guess. So, Lizzie and Tessa are going out of my barn. They are near the end of the time when they'll be laying regularly anyway at 3 years old, though they'll have a few more years of eggs left, just not to the degree they did up until this point.
 
I hope so. I feel guilty, but that witch Tessa really pushed me over the edge today. She was perched on the front of a nest box as I was leaving their pen. I reached out and stroked down her back, said her name and she reached back and bit me for no reason. If you look at her too long and she thinks you're going to reach for her, you can see her hackles begin to rise. I swear, we don't need another TINY! Liz is not that bad with us, just standoffish, but she is a terrible bully. And with them gone, at least when Maretta comes back from her broody period, she will have less issues to deal with getting accepted back into the group.
 
Oh speaking of birds giving us trouble, well, the Brahmas just don't. We were coming down to the barn pen to put them away yesterday, saw a few of the hens at the bottom fence milling around. Bash saw us and began to trot up toward us. I called out, "Okay, time to go back inside, Bash, girls!". He ran into the barn and one by one, every single Brahma just filed on into the barn. If anyone had seen that, they'd be pretty darn impressed, I think. We just laughed at how easy peasy that bunch is.
 

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