This chicken’s name used to be “Chocolate” or sometimes “Chocolate Bar,” (Kayla named them all) but now she is affectionately called “Hard Head.” She is extremely stubborn. In fact, all of the Barred Plymouth Rocks that we raised have this same stiff-necked streak. So, last night we went out to lock them up for the night, and Hard Head was up in a TREE – roosting high up on a branch that hangs over the coop.
And she WOULD NOT come down! Kory climbed up on top of the coop to try and bring her down, but she held on so tightly, and flapped so violently when he tried, that he was unable to accomplish the task. She is difficult to see in this photo because it was dark, but look about a half inch above Kory’s hand, and you can make her out – black and white striped with the beginnings of a red comb.
Here are the rest of the girls bedding down for the night minus their stubborn friend who we had to leave in the tree. The good news is that she was still with us this morning when we woke up. Guess her lofty roost was high enough to protect her from the local predators!
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This chicken’s name used to be “Chocolate” or sometimes “Chocolate Bar,” (Kayla named them all) but now she is affectionately called “Hard Head.” She is extremely stubborn. In fact, all of the Barred Plymouth Rocks that we raised have this same stiff-necked streak. So, last night we went out to lock them up for the night, and Hard Head was up in a TREE – roosting high up on a branch that hangs over the coop.
And she WOULD NOT come down! Kory climbed up on top of the coop to try and bring her down, but she held on so tightly, and flapped so violently when he tried, that he was unable to accomplish the task. She is difficult to see in this photo because it was dark, but look about a half inch above Kory’s hand, and you can make her out – black and white striped with the beginnings of a red comb.
Here are the rest of the girls bedding down for the night minus their stubborn friend who we had to leave in the tree. The good news is that she was still with us this morning when we woke up. Guess her lofty roost was high enough to protect her from the local predators!
The blog looks lovely my dear!!
I should be working but I’m checking your blog for an update –
cheers!
Chickens are a breed of their own. My oldest daughter Monica and her homeschooled children raise chickens for the eggs. They have been fighting egg stealing snakes lately. Think she said she has killed for our five in the last month. Eggs are great when you raised at home.
Love, Jack oxoxoxo