02/17/2024
How about a Friday feather feature? This handsome boy is the product of our Wellsummer roo and broody Australorp mama. He looks just like his papa, Dale but with darker accents from his mama, Emerald. I inadvertently started calling him Dale, Jr. and now it stuck. š¤·š»āāļø
So far he is a great rooster just like his mentors. Last month a hawk swooped in and was nearly successful in scoring a free meal. Unfortunately weāve lost many chickens to hawks over the years. On this day, I happened to hear commotion near the coop and in a flash caught glimpse of a hawk swooping down on one of our younger hens. It wrestled her around and I took off toward the coop. By the time I got my boots on and down there, the hawk had flown off and the hen was nowhere in sight. We looked for her for a while with no luck. A small scattering of feathers where the attack happened had my heart sinking that maybe it took off with her that fast. I went back to the house deflated at losing another chicken.
A couple hours later that hawk was back, pacing around very confused but determined to find its missing meal. Hope sprung - it hadnāt gotten her! So down to the coop yard I ran again. The hawk flew off and after a while, Dale Jr and his other girls came out from their huddled hiding area and he began to call to his missing misses. Then I heard it: her response. She had fled into a huge brush pile and was so deeply hidden that it took her a while to get herself out. But she did and they continued to cluck back and forth until she was safe at his side. (Second photo) š„°
Itās not my ideal scenario to have three roosters, but when theyāre so great (and the only roos Iāve ever had that didnāt inherit the mean gene), itās hard to even consider getting rid of one. So the solution is simple right? Get more hens! š¬