Out of 13 eggs we had 2 hatch yesterday (day 21). The little black one is a cross between the Barred Rock hen and Buff Orphington Roo, and the light one is from either a RIR hen or our red Sex-Linked. We added them in with the lot of 10 serama bantam chicks I got from my uncle and they’re doing just fine. I know this is a lot of chickens but they’re all straight run and some of the hens are going to my cousin down the road along with a couple of they layers that we have now. We’re planning to keep our flock between 6-8 (with 3 serama bantams counting as one full-sized hen for space purposes.) We will update if any more hatch, but it’s looking like just these two.
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and not because he isn’t beautiful and awesome, because he is both of those things.
It is because my husband recalls a conversation he had last year with one of our neighbors and how upset she was over the crowing of a rooster, not ours mind you. Although she’s given us the go ahead for 1-2 weeks. He’s sure that her kind-heartedness will not last much longer than that. As we intend to live here for most of our adult lives, we’d rather keep up good relations with the neighbors.
In fact ever since his arrival less than a week ago our hens have been behaving themselves. No one is pulling butt feathers out of anyone else. (This has been quite the problem which I understand you’re now reading about for the first time, as the post I started on the subject never got posted….but I have several bald-butted chickens right now)
Our original plan of keeping Buffy for a week or two and hoping to get some fertilized eggs for baby chicks and then eating him was a nice plan. But maybe not the best plan. We’ve floated the idea to my in-laws (who are looking at starting a backyard flock of our own, yes I am that inspirational) of them taking Buffy and several of our hens and for us to keep a few hens and the chicks. They’ve got a week to think about it (and build a coop or temporary shelter) or it’s the dinner table for Master Buffy. On the subject of fertilization, I’ve cracked one fertile egg (yesterday) and once I crack two more I think we’ll leave them to brood. I like the idea of handling the chicks as I did before, but we’ll see if Mama (whoever that ends up being) is going to beat the crap out of me if I try it.
This morning Willie-blue, the second largest silkie chicken, let out a crow while I stood in the coop calmly waiting. He got to spend his last day in the other pen munching on fresh greens and bugs while the girls remained on their pecked-down-to-nothing side of the pen. Beanie and her Daddy watched a few youtube videos about how to best kill a chicken and talked about the circle of life. She (opposite of how I thought she was going to react) was right there with Daddy every step of the process.
UPDATE: He wasn’t the only one!!!! There was another crow from the coop today! Booo!!!
Most chickens look like the ones we find in grocery stores, but not Silkies. They’ve got black skin…and guess who is practicing his pathetic crow on a daily basis?
He had always been the biggest of our three Silkies so I can’t say that I’m surprised. What I’m still trying to figure out is if he is the only one. One of our Barred Rocks is a bit bigger than the other and (s)he has a slightly bigger comb than the other one. The rest of the girls(?) are doing really well. Here are some shots I took yesterday. Sorry for the lull in posting but it’s summer and I have three kids.
Now I suppose it’s just a waiting game to see if there are more crows before our backyard turns into a mobile slaughter house.
We left town for a week and headed out to MN for a family reunion and my cousin kept an eye on the girls while we were gone… He said he heard a crow…but he doesn’t know who. The mystery is on. Photos to follow, prob. not tomorrow with the 4th of July, but for sure on the 5th!!