SleepyDinos
Chirping
(I’m new to this, so I apologize if I’m doing this wrong)
Hello from Southwestern Wyoming! I currently own a flock of 48 happy chickens, and I just wanted to share about them! All of our chickens range from 4+ years to little embryos. As soon as they hatch I try to give them all the love in the world, even if they turn out to be roosters (aka. Little Destructive Gremlins). Currently, I have 6 permanent roosters, most of which reside in the Bachelor Condo Coop. I’ll share more about each of my feathered guys and gals later! Each of them have such unique personalities I can’t explain them all in one paragraph. However, I’m going to show off my first chicken!
This is the last of my original girls, Mrs. Bawk. We received her from a neighbor along with 2 other White Plymouth Rocks named Mrs. Cluck and Sunrise. Unfortunately, Mrs. Cluck died a few months later from an unknown illness and Sunset followed in the coming months after a hawk nabbed her. The poor gal of course missed her sisters, but she didn’t have much time to mourn since she had to chicksit 17 young pullets. It’s been quite a few years since her arrival, each one with its new set of struggles. Mrs. Bawk has evaded death many times, all while holding the whole flock’s (yes, even my rooster’s) respect. She is the Old Queen of the Coop!
Hello from Southwestern Wyoming! I currently own a flock of 48 happy chickens, and I just wanted to share about them! All of our chickens range from 4+ years to little embryos. As soon as they hatch I try to give them all the love in the world, even if they turn out to be roosters (aka. Little Destructive Gremlins). Currently, I have 6 permanent roosters, most of which reside in the Bachelor Condo Coop. I’ll share more about each of my feathered guys and gals later! Each of them have such unique personalities I can’t explain them all in one paragraph. However, I’m going to show off my first chicken!
This is the last of my original girls, Mrs. Bawk. We received her from a neighbor along with 2 other White Plymouth Rocks named Mrs. Cluck and Sunrise. Unfortunately, Mrs. Cluck died a few months later from an unknown illness and Sunset followed in the coming months after a hawk nabbed her. The poor gal of course missed her sisters, but she didn’t have much time to mourn since she had to chicksit 17 young pullets. It’s been quite a few years since her arrival, each one with its new set of struggles. Mrs. Bawk has evaded death many times, all while holding the whole flock’s (yes, even my rooster’s) respect. She is the Old Queen of the Coop!