Saturday, September 17, 2011
What's In A Name?
Normally, I'd have named these critters when they were tiny, but given our luck keeping chickens alive here previously, I just had to wait.
But, since this flock has survived infancy and young adulthood, and we have a secure chicken yard waiting to keep them safe for the forseeable future, I believe it's safe to finally give these chickens monikers.
This here is our black rooster. We're trying to figure this guy out. He started out all cooing and gentle. Then he started stalking us and pecking at our feet. Now, he just stalks us in close proximity as we walk. We're waiting to see how this one is going to unfold.
We have three roosters and six hens. Obviously, two of our roosters will have to go. Somewhere. We'll need to figure that out soon. I'm not naming the roosters just yet, as I don't know who's staying and who's not. And I can't give away or can someone with a name.
OK, here are the ladies...at least those who were around while I was snapping photos this morning.
This little lady is our friendliest hen. She comes trotting up to see us everytime we're in her sights. Maybe Annie or Kate. Not sure on her yet.
I'm thinking Iris or Lois or Fern for this gal. She seems like she has an old soul.
I'll let you know once we've made their names official.
Don't hold your breath, though, I'm the woman who brought my third child home from the hospital without a name because I just felt the weight of the importance of that decision and couldn't just slap any ol' name on her. Besides, Baby Girl Walker had a sweet ring to it. So did Macy Lee, which is what we came up with on Day 3 of her life.
Hopefully, we'll feel a little less pressure on the chicken naming.
Love from the farm,