What is your friendliest Chicken? What breed is it?

[OnewChook]

Mine is my Barnevelder Cockeral Bumble, He gets moody sometimes but when i get home from school he comes and trots beside me and chatters to me for ages and falls asleep on my lap.

 

[TheCuteBirds]

This is my chicken Cannibal, she is a Booted Bantam, a not very well known breed. Cannibal is by far the most friendly one, but I couldn't get a newer picture. Anyways, she sleeps in my lap and loves getting scratched on her chest, under the neck, on the neck, and under the wings. She is very affectionate and she likes to eat, a lot. She is very funny because she always finds a way to show her emotions. Hungry=Baby chirping Scared=Clucking Content/Sleeping/Snoring=Cat purring

 

[Our Roost]

I have 5 breeds. Buff orps, silver laced wyandottes, Barred rocks, Jersey giants, and black sex links. I soooo looked forward to raising all of them as I had read so much on how docile and friendly all these breeds were as far as temperment. Each bird within those breeds has its own personality. Its not hard to see why some people favor one breed over another. They are all uniquely different.
I have 2 blacked sex link hens named Sarah, and Henrietta whos behavior and friendliness I wouldnt trade for anything. Its hard to explain my attachment to these girls over the rest of the brood. These 2 are always at my feet and sometimes they rub against my pant leg to attain attention. The real clincher is their coloring and plumage. At almost 6 months old, they have matured and are really stunning much like the leaves on fall trees changing colors. Not only are they friendly and beautifully colored, but they are my best egg layers! Guess what my pick is?

 

[Frost Homestead]

My silkie Pippin is the friendliest of all my chickens, and after her my Dominique "Bocky" is the second friendliest. Both of them will either hop on my lap or easily let me pick them up without trying to run away. In contrast, since all of my birds are free range, I don't get a change to pet or hold any of my marans or ameraucanas unless it's nighttime and I get them while they're in the coop. A couple of my easter eggers are friendly enough to be petted but they don't seek me out like the silkie does.

 

[ShoreBird]

In February I purchased 6 red pullets and 3 Ameraucanas from Tractor Supply Co. They were our first chicks and, as such, were held and cuddled a lot. One of my red pullets, now a 7 month old hen, continues to come to me for attention when I am working in the coop. I will feel "picking" on the pocket of my jeans when I am stooping down to clean their waterer and when I turn to look, there she is looking up at me waiting for me to pet her. In May I added 3 more Ameraucana hens to my flock and one of them is also very friendly. This hen has little tufts of feathers on her cheeks, so she has been dubbed "Princess Puffy Cheeks". She follows me around, but was shy at first about allowing me to touch her, even though I could tell she wanted attention. In the evening when I closed the coop after they put themselves away for the night, I began picking her up from the roosting branches and holding her while talking to her softly and petting her. Now she comes up to the fence for attention every time she sees me and she hangs around inside the coop while I am in there.

 

[ChickadeeRanch]

Rhode Island Reds! Especially roosters! This is him when he was a couple weeks then a couple years...he died yesterday

He was such a great rooster, completely tame
he had been sick for a couple weeks then all of a sudden his suffering stopped but it was still painful to see

 

[kellypepperk]

Rhode Island Reds! Especially roosters! This is him when he was a couple weeks then a couple years...he died yesterday

He was such a great rooster, completely tame
he had been sick for a couple weeks then all of a sudden his suffering stopped but it was still painful to see

I'm so sorry for your loss - he was beautiful!

 

[kellysmall87]

My friendliest chicken is Henny. This is she....





Henny is very special. She was on the internet being sold as a day old chick, along with her sister Penny, Henny and Penny were being sold as rescued chicks which were saved from a slaughterhouse by some radical groups here in the West Midlands, England. So I took them, they cost £2,50 each. What a bargain! I raised them and immediately saw how friendly they were... they would jump on my hand at every opportunity from their brooder box and settle down on me, quite comfortable! Little blobs of yellow fluff!

Then they started to grow and I mixed them with some silkies that I had. They got along fine, growing well, getting way bigger than the tiny silkie bantams! Then one night, as I fell asleep on the sofa, I woke to my boyfriend shouting "fox!". Immediately, I knew that I had forgotten to lock them up, and as I went out into the garden... they all lay dead. It was silent int he garden, dark and raining. The air smelled wrong.
I came across my silkies first and the broody black Gloria who had obviously been pulled from her nest (missing neck feathers) with all the foxes might. My cockerel silkie, my red feathered Bert, gave a good fight by the looks of it, but the fox grabbed him and took him with him. I then came across Penny on the lawn, dead. Heartbroken, crying and disbelieving, I heard a tiny chirping in the darkness and went to seek out which one it was... and it was Henny. She was on her back, legs in the air, crooked neck. My first thought was - "she is half dead and I am going to have to do the unimaginable here, and put her out of her misery." As I picked her up from the dirt, she got onto her feet. I put her in the garage and checked her over. She was badly bitten. As it was midnight, no vets were open, so I had to put antibacterial powder on her chest wounds and foot wounds, and leave her in the garage overnight. She was cowering, panting, wide eyed, staring, still, frozen. I was dreading the morning. She would be dead surely?

Morning came, I didn't get any sleep that night anyway. I went downstairs early, very early, to check on her. She was alive! But still in shock. Still wide eyed, panting and stressed. And who could blame her. I checked her wounds which were very swollen and puffy. I got myself ready and drove about 20 miles to a farm vet, with Henny in a little cardboard box by my side. Henny classed as an emergency, so I took her straight in the vet's examination room. The vet explained what was happening, Henny was in shock which would kill her if left untreated as she wouldn't eat or drink. I gave the all clear to save her, so the vet then injected fluids into her as she was dehydrated and injected pain relief (which worked almost instantly - she stopped panting as much and started becoming more aware of where she was). The vet then squeezed the air out of her wounds (apparently air gets under the skin after a bite as the chickens skin is so thin) and injected her with the first lot of antibiotics. She then explained that I needed to inject Henny in her chest by her sternum (?) once a day for a week with these antibiotics. So, £50 lighter which I didn't think was too bad, I took Henny home and started treatment.

She lay there on her back everyday and let me inject her. Gradually getting better, she started to venture out into the garden. Henny would stare at the spot where all her friends used to be, and wouldn't go near the old coop. She remembered what had happened. She looked genuinely shocked and even started panting again when she would venture up to the back of the garden where it all happened.

I kept her in the garage for a week or two and then put the coop back into the garden, gave it a good clean and secured it all into the ground. I bought a metal dog run and secured it all, so now she felt completely safe. She sat in there for a long time, and would choose to be in the run locked in rather than loose in the garden. I think I was naive before this fox attack happened, and didn't secure the coop too well. I just didn't think it would happen, so was too laid back about what time I locked them up. Ah the regrets...

Anyway, now she had a secure coop and run, I bought her a few friends - some gold laced wyandotte crosses. Jim is the cockerel, and I have the girls - Rose and Titch.

Henny is now best of friends with them, and I have added two white silkies to the mix also - Abbey and Teal. Henny now has started giving me some beautiful eggs recently and I am planning to hatch a few in the spring. Henny is so proud when she lays an egg - bwarking for a fair few minutes! Henny also follows me everywhere, lets me pick her up, stroke her, check her over, and even kiss her head (shh, I'm not crazy!) She stoops for me too, so I have to give her back a rub. Jim is not happy when she stoops for me but I just tell him I am obviously better looking than he is! Can't wait to hatch her eggs next year, may stick a few under the silkies if they go broody. As Henny is a warren cross type hybrid made for factories, she probably will never go broody herself. It would be great to keep Henny's genes around for as long as I decide to keep chickens (which will be until the day I die!)

Hope you enjoyed my story...

Kelly and Henny.

 

[kellypepperk]

I came across a pix of Daddy-O and Sweetie Pie.

 

[americana-lover]

Americanas! By far the best chicks ever!