I am The Chicken Herder from Westville

Jul 01, 2009 01:02

It was a joke really. Then Amy fell in love with it and it stuck. And I started to like it too.

Yesterday I went out to the coop and did not see my *attack rooster* or the Sebright bantam rooster anywhere. I look carefully for it since it attacks me and it's spurs hurt!~ It was only a little bantam rooster but man it was sure mean! I have to walk past a lilac bush and it sometimes hid off to the side of it and I could not see it and then it would charge me when it came around the bush and get me good or I should say bad!

But this morning there was a Easter Egger chicken out, the little white one. It was wandering by itself. Very odd I thought since the chickens all stay in the fenced in area around the coop. Only the mean rooster one comes over the fence each morning because it is being chased by the Easter Egger rooster. "Easter Eggers" are hybrids that carry the blue-egg gene of the true Araucana breed. This E E rooster is huge. He wants all the girls to himself and does not want to share. So each morning he chases the bantam rooster out of the coop and then out of the fenced in area. That bantam can fly, hubby says that he can fly 15 feet straight if he chooses.

So I come out and walk to the coop and the chicken that is out follows me and then when I open the gate the dumb chicken does not go in, it starts walking around the whole fenced in area, a few times, around and around, I come at it and it starts walking the other way! Of course it is going to be difficult to get back in.

I let it go and give the other chickens some old noodles to eat, and that keeps them occupied so they come out of the open gate and I chase the chicken in, finally just walking around the fence 2 times myself. Daphne my dog used to help herd the chickens in but then she got silly and started to enjoy the chase a bit too much, she is not a herder just a labrador.

As I am shutting the gate was when I notice there is blood on the bottom of the gate and splashed on the wall of the coop right next to the gate. One feather there on the ground by the gate and then 2 feathers a bit further along the fence as I walk. That is it..3 feathers and a bit of blood and the rooster is gone! Obliterated!

Am I sad? No but I wish Hubby would of just got rid of him humanely, not to have something attack it and kill it. I had asked for a few months. It was not safe out there for anybody. Hubby and son would just kick it, lightly into the air away. I kicked it and it kept coming back quite a few times and it made me really mad. Hubby would kick it once and it would leave him alone for a few days! Not me, each day it tried to attack me, I would carry a broom to the coop and back to the house with the broom swinging it each time as I went. I would even carry that broom when I walked to the mailbox just in case. When I was weeding and watering I would spray it with the hose if it came at it, and it usually did!

So I am glad it is gone, sad it had to happen like that but not that sad. Now I am worried that whatever got it will come back for more, of a taste of chicken.
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