Some of you may remember that Mr. Gibson hatched five chicks in September. They were named Bonnie, Clyde, Huey, Huey and Huey. It turns out that I was right about Clyde. He is a rooster, but so is Bonnie. They are starting to get in Chicklet's cross hairs as he works to keep them away from his ladies.
All three Huey's are hens. They stay close to their brothers and do not mix with the rest of the flock. That will work nicely for now. This was an exciting week as two of the Huey's laid their first eggs.
It doesn't take much to guess the direction of this unfolding drama. As the five young ones mature the greater interest Rooster Chicklet will pay to them and it won't be long until we have another rooster battle. It is my hope that they can co-exist and maybe we can buy some more hens so each guy can develop his own harem.
If you remember Rooster Jack Bauer, you might be pleased to know that he free ranges over at his new home and has never attempted to cross the road back to us. He's in
(My granddaughter Beth was here this weekend and spent a great deal of time stalking my chickens to catch this nice picture for my blog. Thank you Bethie!)