It appears that a few of my new chickens may be roosters. I'm not all together thrilled about this. They tend to be a little aggressive and sometimes down right frightening! Mr. Darcy, you know, became too proud of his hens and too prejudice against me and had to go to another farm to face an unknown fate.
Colonel Brandon has been very nice though and will continue to stay as long as he remains gentlemanly. He is however recently overcome by wander lust and is flying to coop to wander the far edges of the farm. I keep telling him he has 37 ladies and there is no need to tread so far. This can easily be fixed with a feather trimming but I have to catch him first.
I have been looking at a few of the little chickens (15 weeks old) and wondering about them. It appears that the "silver" Americana is a rooster. He's looking very manly in his strut. His comb and wattles are also very bright. See how he looks different from the Americana hens in the background? Jared swore he heard him crow this morning. I'll be listening carefully for a few days.
And then there is this guy. He's one of the Speckled Sussex's. He is a little bigger, brighter combed, and more colorful than the others. He seems a little goofy too.
|Mr. Collins, maybe?|
Hmmm... I'm going to have to think of some more Austen names, I guess.
Including one for this gorgeous girl. Any suggestions?