Thursday, September 2, 2010

New roo


Yesterday I got a call from my friend Joan saying she had a cockerel in need of a home (read: her husband was going to eat him if he wasn't relocated soon) and that my husband already said I could have him if I wanted him. I found this 'preauthorization' process sort of interesting.

Apparently she and Jim had picked up four Ameraucana pullets, and recently discovered one was, in fact, a rooster. Once he started crowing their rooster decided to get rid of him, and fighting ensued.

I have been without an Ameraucana rooster since my beloved Avo's untimely demise back in December. (Although I did rescue Mr. Blue from the eventual frying pan of Dos Bubba's, the plumbers, he's not 100% Ameraucana.) Kitty Hawk, Alzina, and Desser Mae have been in need of a beau for a while, since Avo's preference had been the company of sheep.

This fellow has more black flecks on his chest than Avo (in my banner head) and his comb is a bit frilly, but otherwise he looks line a fine bird for the breeding program. No name has surfaced yet, but I'm sure we'll think of something as his personality becomes more evident.

I can tell he hasn't been handled much, so he isn't very friendly--yet. He tried to peck my hand this morning. But he will be in quarantine (the utility room) for two months and I'll work with him. He's certainly got a set of lungs on him as he woke us up at 4 a.m. Farmer Rick couldn't say too much about it on account of the preauthorization and all.

5 comments:

Jennifer said...

He's Beautiful!

Whirliegig said...

Oh he's a pretty one! Glad his home isn't in a frying pan.

thecrazysheeplady said...

The house shot is classic.

NitWit1 said...

Kudos from rescueing him from the frying bank of slow cooker, or whatever manner was predetermined for his execution.

He is quite beautiful. I remember my Mother was flogged by a rooster Daddy had on his gentleman's farm. It ended up on the table. I requested dismissal from the table. I was an early meat only from the grocery store. No farm girl in me at all.


Yeay Yeah I know it all comes from somewhere to the grocery store. I just don't need the imagery.

Jill said...

He is a good looking little fellow!

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