...and shall soon be renamed "and Dumplings" if he doesn't quickly move past the @sshole adolescent stage. He tries to mate with the hens by force, but thankfully Lucky the top roo has learned to chase Peeper off - that is, if I'm not already there & doing so. Sometimes Lucky and I will tag-team: I'll do the initial scaring off, while Lucky runs Peeper away a few (dozen) yards. 
[pic left: Peeper getting ready to crow. pic right: Nutmeg, not amused.]
aw. I have a soft spot in my heart for those hormone addled roosters. I rescued one here in Oakland several years ago when it was 2 days old.
ReplyDeleteHe turned out to not only be a rooster (which meant no keepinghim in city limits) but a buff silkie- so purty!
I named him Chevette- cuz that's where I found him- under a car at the Pollo Loco. I think he had fallen out of someone's car unnoticed...
We took him in and raised him into adolescence (til we realized he needed a new home). It was seriously weird at mealtimes- the parrots saw him as their mutated cousin who was none too bright. He could eat in a bin that I would put scratch and mealworms in, while the parrots perched above him with a critical eye and eat their fruit and such.
We gave him to a 4H kid up in Vacaville when his "peep peep"s changed into "buuuh-gawks!"
funny how roosters have their favourites.....which sometimes they will cover time and time and time again!
ReplyDeleteI have found free ranging my hens gives the girls a bit of a rest!!
I'm still waiting for my young roosters to start crowing! I love that sound. However, they are 'maturing' - much to the surprise of the hens who up to now have been making sure they remembered their place in the pecking order! I hope your goose will be OK. I totally understand your love for her :0)
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