Hard to tell, right? Well, let me tell you: those are ROOSTERS. That's right, COCK-A-DOODLE-DOODLING roosters. We thought all was going well in our backyard chicken experiment until those guys started making more and more and more noise. By the time we got back from our two-week southern sojourn to visit family, the neighbors let us know very clearly that we, in fact, had roosters that were waking up at dawn to let the whole neighborhood know it was time to get up.
So what to do? To make a long (and funny to us at this point, but not a few weeks ago while it was all happening) story short, we took the roosters back to the store where we had bought them and exchanged them for six week-old hens (the store is SURE this time that they are, in fact, hens). Has anyone ever tried to wrangle a full-grown and MAD rooster into a cardboard box? How about three of them?
So now we have to wait a couple more months for eggs, but, as you can see from these photos, Lucia is enjoying our new backyard friends.
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We just started our own backyard coop with 3 one-year-old Red Star hens. (We decided to buy them at a year of age to be sure they were hens,not roosters.) We just ate dinner featuring delicious-fresh-from-our-own-backyard eggs. We're having a lot of fun with it. I hope that yours lay soon and you have as much fun.
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