My first experience with chickens has definitely been exciting! As I shared the last time I wrote about my chickens, we ended up with a rooster who we called Roadrunner because he ran so fast. Here’s the video of him getting out his first crow:
Because our home is zoned R-1 residential, we are not allowed to keep roosters, so we had to exchange him for a hen. I was bummed because I thought it would’ve been super cool to raise my own baby chicks from my flock! I am sure most of my neighbors were happy to see him go, hearing a rooster crow at 6 am isn’t everyone’s cup of tea!
My first attempt to catch him by myself to bring him back to the farm, failed miserably. Thankfully, we came up with a good plan how to catch him, this all happened before our chicken condo was built so we couldn’t get inside the coop. Chasing him around our orchard was another thing I tried but that was also a failure, like I said, he was fast!
We moved a large dog crate right next to the entrance of the coop door, each time one chicken would step in, we’d shut them in, and then move the crate away from the coop door to let them out. We patiently repeated this process until the rooster stepped into the crate. Of course he was the last one to step in, I think he had a feeling whatever was about to happen wasn’t going to be good!
I loaded the crate into my car and made the one hour trek north to Root Down Farm. When I got there he was really afraid to come out of the crate and the farmer, Dee Dee, tried a couple of times to get him out before she was successful. Once he was out, she placed him onto the pasture with the rest of the chickens and he got chased by almost every other rooster there!
She was able to give me a Barred Plymouth Rock/Delaware mix in exchange for the rooster. We loaded her in the crate and off I went back home to introduce her to my existing flock. I was tempted to get another hen while I was there but resisted the urge, in hindsight that may have been a good idea.
Once I arrived home with the new hen, I placed the crate under the big apple tree and let the other hens come check her out. Dee Dee recommended I did not let her loose in the orchard until the next day, and put her in the coop that night when there was less likely to be “issues.”
The next morning, they all came out of their coop and a few of my Delaware hens gave her some pecks and even pulled out a couple of feathers! Things have improved over the last several months but since we was added her to the flock almost 6 weeks later, she’s never really been accepted at part of the flock. She is the last in the pecking order and is a mostly a “loner.”
Each morning, she it is the last to get access to their feed, and when she’s eating usually another hen will “kick” her out-of-the-way, rather than share the feeder. It’s really sad because she is the sweetest of all the chickens! This is why I wish I would’ve gotten another hen at the same time, then at least she would’ve had another “friend.”
I’ve finally decided what to name these birds and I think I can finally tell the Delaware’s (the mostly white chickens) apart, they all look very similar! Originally, I wanted to have a theme for their names but having them around the last 5 months we ended up calling a few by other names that just “happened”, so only 3 have a theme. Now it’s time to share pictures of each of the ladies with their name 🙂
There you have it, the silly names of my chickens, so far they’ve been fun but also a lot of work!
Do you have chickens? I’d love to hear their names!