Sunday, January 4, 2009

Learning to cope with a family member in gender crisis

They are words that no pharmer parent wants to hear. . . ever!

Cock-a-doodle-doo!!!!

Amy was reluctant to allow me to have one rooster, and with good reason. Our last rooster was quite literally insane. He was evil. He stopped going to roost and would sit under our bedroom window and start crowing at 2 and 3 am. Then he would crow all day till well past dark, sometimes as late as 11 pm.

Amy, who is home at night suffered much more than did i, who is not generally home at night. So it took a little convincing, explaining that it would be much more cost efficient to "make" our own laying hens rather than buying them. So we found a Barred Rock/Rhode Island Red cross. A beautiful bird mixed from two breeds who are known for their laying power (not the roosters of course).

Then came that fateful morning when we heard not one, but two sets of crowing. Now i am quite sure that the neighbors rooster has met the business portion of the oven. So what is this??? We have only ONE rooster!!
But sure enough, one of our "laying hens" had crossed the line. . . she was a he! So to complicate matters 'he' was one of the hens that i prized for 'her' beauty, and 'he' is still a beautiful bird. So i can't just go butcher him. Sadly, he is an Americana - a breed that is not known for durability in egg laying, though they do lay colored eggs (blue, green and occasionally pink i have heard). So now we have two. . . i don't know how i am going to convince Amy that we need one more to get our meat bird flock going. . . i will keep you posted on that. . .

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