Now all of you that are still reading, I warned you. This post is not for the faint of heart... We have a lesbian in our midst! Now stop gasping....It's our big chicken, Chubba Wubba. Ever since our Rooster, Lindon, bit the big one, she has taken over. And boy did she ever! This is the animal kingdom at it's best. For about 2 weeks, the "girls" were out of there minds. Not having a male around, they didn't really know what to do. We lost 2 chickens to a predator during that time. They just wandered too far on the property and didn't stay close. That was the Rooster's job, to protect his ladies. He did a good job too. He was a looker, that guy. We all felt sad when he passed and didn't really realize the significance of his presence. So the biggest girl took over. She is now the head honcho and all must fall in line under her tutelage. If you have ever heard the phrase, pecking order, it really is true. She asserted her Masculine traits and mounted every single one of her sisters. I was mortified! My husband and I couldn't stop laughing!!! Really it was funny. But secretly, no matter how feminist you are, I consider myself pretty up there, (not card carrying) you understand that no matter what kind of relationship you are in, their is one who plays the masculine role and one that plays the feminine role. Chickens are no different. We have 5 laying hens now and we are raising 6 chicks that are now 8 weeks old. Low and behold, the 6 chicks that we have are really 5 girls and 1 boy! So move over Chubba Wubba, Pecker ( my 5 year old named him that!!!!!) is going to take over any day and things can go back to normal in the Coop...so funny, so sick, but oh so true!
This is what he will look like in a few months.Update: We had to put the 6 little ones back in their little coop, because low and behold, the rooster is getting hen pecked. His head is bleeding...and I just proved my point. Give it a few weeks, and they will be getting along swimmingly.
