His name is Sir Benedict and he's beautiful! A few of us have been calling him Fabio because everyone is in love with him and he does this little move that shakes that beautiful, tan, mane of his. (I don't know what else to call it on a rooster.)
We're glad to have him, but the circumstances of his arrival were not pretty.
This was Sydney's flock a few weeks ago. She had six beautiful laying hens and two little black chicks, "The Twins", that could not be separated.
Unfortunately, something began picking them off and in a few days time she was just down to 3 birds. She has one of the little black chicks left and two from her original flock. We've set out a live trap to see what was taking them but haven't caught anything. The hens needed a little protection. This is where Sir Benedict comes in. He instantly took on his role of protector and loves his girls dearly.
No. We're not hatching chicks. No, we're not. Seriously.
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