I was around chickens pretty much my whole life. My sister had them when I was born so I guess she traded the duty of "chicken person of the family" to me when I got older. She still is a fan of chickens, however. At one point it was only a rooster and a pair of peafowl. I was not particularly interested with chickens at the time. When my dad asked me if I wanted to raise chickens (I was at the time inquiring about keeping exotic birds a.k.a. parrots) and I responded negatively to the idea. (I was very stupid back then) However, I got out of that stage and eventually got four chickens from a feed store. Two roos and two hens. The roos were dyed blue. I have one of them know. One of the roos was a very pretty white chicken of some breed. Looking back I think he could have been perhaps a sex-link. However he was really mean to me. So, we let him stay out of the run to fend for himself. I at the time went out to feed the chickens with an older person for protection. He got killed and so I didn't have to fear him any more. His name was Cream. ( I know it's a really wierd name, but hey! I was little!) The other roo was named Pepper. He was (I think) a RIR and was a hen-pecked rooster, being the roo of several generations of annoying hens. He died only recently, causing a sad day in our little chickendom. I had my first storebought chickens when my older sister bought some from Ideal. From that order came to particular chickens: Nakey and Fluffy Buffy.
Nakey was an Americauna who was mostly featherless her entire life, only a few times having a full coat of feathers. Fluffy Buffy (who died recently) was a story of her own. Though not having an amazing story, she was simply an awsome chicken. She was our favorite. Anyway, over the years we incubated, bought from Mcmurry, accumulated and fought our way to a real status of "overrun with chickens" for our little set aside part of our property for chickens. Having almost seventy birds. We gave many of them away, and then recently had our "Christmas season seriall killing" when we had many chickens die over a few days on Christmas and after it. Anyway, we are planning to get more chickens from the feed store this year, right now having around 13ish chickens.
This is my story, aaaannnndddd you probably have skipped most of it and gone to a more reasonable post
~chickenbuddy
P.S. we also had a one legged chicken named Unipod and a retarded chicken named Blue, who never seemed to grow up like his/her siblings (it was the mystery chicken from mcmurry)
