|Five-week-old Easter Egger pullets|
Queenie, Pearl, Zillah, and Dorcas (names from Lark Rise to Candleford)
Dorcas was girly from day one, but Zillah and Pearl began crowing and chest butting after a couple of weeks, clearly boys.
Queenie was my favorite who would take naps on my neck...
|Easter Egger pullet roosting (Wyandotte mix)|
and steal kisses.
|Easter Egger rooster pullet (Wyandotte mix)|
I was prepared to find out one of the pullets was a rooster. At the worst, two. But three out of four? That's just sad.
This is why I don't gamble.
I called my mom for comfort.
Mom: Didn't you climb in the enclosure so you could choose the chicks yourself?
Me: Well, yeah. But there were only supposed to be girls in there.
Mom: Figures you'd find the only roosters out of sixty hens. You always were attracted to the boys.
My dating history prevented me from arguing.
Three roosters won't be civil together for long, so a guy from Jay's work took in Queenie. And renamed him Steve McQueen. He does kind of looks like Steve McQueen. If Steve McQueen had a hipster beard.
|Easter Egger rooster pullet, eight weeks|
The farm apologized for giving us roosters and gave us a Golden Laced Wyandotte and a Barred Rock pullet that they claimed are definitely hens.
Barred Rock chickens have black and white lines on each feather , so I named her Adaline (add-a-line).
|Barred Rock pullet feather close up|
|Me and my 7-week-old Barred Rock pullet|
I had several names in the running for the Golden Laced Wyandotte.
Once she gets out of her awkward stage, her markings will be more elaborate and stunning than the other breeds, so I thought she needed an elegant name.
Jay was apathetic about most of the names I suggested.
Me: Well, we have hens named Anne and Marilla, so we could continue the Anne of Green Gables theme and name her Cordelia.
He: Yeah! That's a great name!
Me: (surprised) Because Anne of Green Gables wanted to be called Cordelia since she thought it was more elegant than just plain Anne?
He: No. Because The Cordelia is the name of the boat on 'Deadliest Catch.'
And that, my friends, is how you can tell a male from a female.
Verse of the day: "The nations will see your righteousness. World leaders will be blinded by your glory. And you will be given a new name by the Lord’s own mouth. (Isaiah 62:2).
To read about how to tell a young rooster from a hen, click here.
To read about how our chicken saga started, click here.
To read about the hidden dangers of keeping chickens, click here.
To read posts that have nothing to do with chickens, well, I wrote a lot of them, so browse around.