That was
exactly our reaction when he told my friend the findings of the blood tests. And my rooster was a big boy, too, but since his grandson and one of his granddaughters are gene carriers, as we discovered over the past year, he
had to be. The hens involved came from an old fine heritage line of Barred Plymouth Rocks and I've never heard one peep about any dwarf gene in them from anyone, anywhere, so it came from the Delaware line.
Normally, it takes one gene from each parent to produce a dwarf. And each parent contributes the gene to roughly half of its progeny. So, it's like dwarf roulette where you must have two balls fall in one slot to produce a dwarf. If only one gene is passed from one parent to the chick, the chick is a carrier, but shows no sign of it until bred with another carrier and they both contribute a gene to produce a dwarf. So, you can see how you can breed for literally
years and not know you have dwarf gene carriers. But, in the case of the big Delaware hen, the tested two-gene carrier, if we had gotten a dwarf chick, we'd be thinking the sire of the chick was a carrier when it was all her. Luckily, her eggs were never hatched.
By the way, if you've never seen a dwarf chick, I had two this past year, Barred Rocks descended from my Dellie rooster (grand-chicks of my 1/4 Del rooster) and I have YouTube videos featuring them, called Piglet and Pooh-bear. I knew they would not live long so they didn't get big names. This type of dwarf never makes it to sexual maturity, though Pooh lived to about 14 weeks old.
Pooh died not long after I made this video: