|R.I.P. ROOSTER BONNIE 10-28-11 to 01-30-14|
Mr. Gibson was the mother hen. Her five chicks were Bonnie, Clyde, Huey, Huey, and Huey. Turns out Bonnie and Clyde were both roosters and Huey, Huey, and Huey were all three hens. This was in September of 2011. The one remaining of that little family is Rooster Bonnie. I never fail to pick the wrong gender when I name my chickens too early.
Rooster Clyde lost a gallant fight in his early adolescence attempting to save the flock from a predator, which was his job. Rooster Bonnie is now in the chicken house infirmary suffering from a serious injury attempting to do the same thing a couple of weeks ago.
You might think the flock would be appreciative of Bonnie's efforts but they were not. A wounded chicken is not welcome to share food and water with the rest and Bonnie has been having one heck of a time getting nourishment. He has been in hiding behind some cages until I managed to catch him yesterday when he ventured out far enough for me to grab him and put him inside one of the cages.
Now he is able to avoid fighting the other roosters and he has a comfy nest with his very own food and water.
Poor Rooster Bonnie, so much for his heroes welcome. But he is good sized and was second in command to Rooster Chicklet so when he comes out healed he just might be ready to kick some major butt:)
R.I.P. ROOSTER BONNIE 10-28-11 to 01-30-14