Monday, July 26, 2010


I never thought I'd say it but I'm starting to feel bad for my rooster, Blue.

Blue was one of those give away items when we bought new chicks last summer. "Buy 20 chicks and get a rare exotic chick for free", which is their way of getting rid of the roosters they can't sell. I could tell Blue was a rooster at an early age. He carried himself differently than the hens. His head was alwaysup looking for potential trouble. He was on patrol.

As soon as he was of age he was constantly sewing his wild oats, mating with his hens. He would do this every five minutes or sooner. He'd mate with one and then the break would be until he could find the next hen to mate with. This went on all day, every day.

As summer rolled around he slowed down on his mating. He may do it now every half hour or 45 minutes, but the reason I feel sorry for him is that he seems worried all the time. He tries to herd the hens to keep them all in one place so he can protect them. If I find a hen where she shouldn't be I'll chase her away and she will make some sort of chicken distress sound. He will rush over and reprimand her for being away from the flock. It is really funny to watch him fret over his girls, but I'm afraid all this concern is going to kill him.


Blogger Tango said...

Poor blue, getting ready for the pot?

4:32 AM  
Blogger Teri and the cats of Furrydance said...

He's handsome...maybe he needs some chik-hen prozac?

8:12 AM  
Blogger darev2005 said...

It's just the lot of being a dude with too many hens in the henhouse. If I had that many to look after, I'd have been dead long ago. Happy and exhausted with a smile on my face, but dead just the same. I'm sure there are worse ways to go.

8:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A good roo is worth his weight in gold. I have hopes for my up and coming young cockrel, but so far have not had a good adult rooster.

We had to euthanize our old bantam roo yesterday and kind of accidentally blew him up. The difference between a dry ice euthanasia chamber and a LARGE dry ice bomb is apparently one small pressure relief hole.

9:03 PM  
Blogger The Guy Who Writes This said...

Tango, Blue needs some pot to help him chill.

Teri, Maybe a medical marijuana card is in order. I'll have to talk to my vet.

Darev, for him it's like he's the only guard over 19 wobble heads.

Critter, WTF? Dry ice? Did your killing cone break?

5:14 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Looks like an americana rooster. He will become less amorous as the days shorten since it is sunlight that brings on the mating instinct as well as the nesting instinct in chickens. Then he will take the winter off and one day next spring you will see that look in his eye again. Hope he doesn't get territorial. It's his rooster job to worry, don't worry about it! At least he doesn't have to sit on eggs for three weeks.

2:06 PM  

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