mine dont have names per se. But I do call them something to differentiate.
mean rooster aka "soup"
lady chicken -teeny tiny little bantam smaller than a nerf football. Vry sweet. A proper lady indeed.
noisy chicken - constantly grumbling crotchety old bantam "you darn kids!!!" And lady chicken's best friend. She doesnt lay anymore. But she'll try to sit on anything that even remotely resembles an egg. She also crows like a miserable sounding roo. She has identity issues....
green-eyed chicken aka dingbat - shes not too bright, her heads too sm. for her body, she is too dumb to come in from out of the rain, and she is also my best layer. She lays around 9-10 eggs per week. No joke
bigger hen - much larger in comparison to green eyes. nothing else to say 'bout her
and we have had:
slow chicken - unfortunately too slow, she got eaten by something
"other" rooster - the lesser roo. hit the highway, to his demise
escapee chicken - also got eaten by something. She was like Houdini. I swear she could walk thru walls
nomad chicken - a random visiting hen that came and went. Was not mine, but here and there I would find her in the yard with mine and even sometimes she would roost with them in the coop. Even laid an egg a few times for us, always on the ground tho and white ones. My girls lay brown. when mine got to be full fledged adults they would gang up on her, and apparently she knew she had outworn her welcome. She just stopped visiting one day.
scaredy chicken-was very skittish and also at bottom of pecking order. She lived in fear of anything that moved, and her timidity made her a target. She was re-homed to someone with a much bigger flock, and she is doing better, blending in with dozens of birds is easier on her than trying to fit in with a sm handfull
bad a** rooster - gave his life to protect the rest. Took on a neighbors german shepherd that pulled out of his collar. He was a tough cookie. He killed anything he didnt like. Snakes, chipmunks, a small opossum, baby rabbits, and attempted to kill a big dog. That dog was cut on his eye and leg, under his chin too so says the neighbor...that roo Im sure put up a heck of a fight. once he was gone, the mean roo "aka soup" took his spot. And got meaner and meaner. Soon he'll be soup....
Plus the dozen babies. They all look the same to me. Except the one I cleaned pasty butt on daily for days. pretty sure hes a cockerel. Only real reason I can tell him from the rest is cuz I trimmed his behind to ease the poop cleaning job. It was not easy. Been calling him Pastey. I think we are going to keep him. He was handled alot due to the butt and is pretty partial to me. I think we will call him Elmer, after the glue/paste brand.
and theres another one that has dark nostrils on a yellow beak. Calling her boogers.
