Tag Archives: roosters

Cock-a-Doodle Nugget

13 Nov

Look at what has happened to that tail in the last couple of weeks.  The feathers are getting longer and getting the fringe.

Nugget and one of the nasty phoenix roosters

I’m afraid my little nugget has become a rooster.


Before My Coffee

5 Aug

I am not really a morning person, and my mornings seem to be getting more and more busy before I can even get that first cup of coffee in.  It starts with going out to milk my girls. Cinnamon is usually already yelling before I manage to get dressed and out the door.


Before milking, I swing by the chicken building and let the birds out.

stupid roosters

The girls generally beat me to the milk room, but they have to wait for me to get my milking stuff.  Stormy gets milked first.  Then Cinnamon.


I’m trying to avoid letting Dolly come in because her girls are still nursing.  Most mornings I’m not successful, so I do end up milking her too.  Seriously.  Could you resist that face peeking in the door at you (it really is through the door, and there’s a muddy hoof print where her nose is)?


Then I get a pitcher of sweet feed and go to milk Clover.  I have her shut in to keep her kids off her, and I want to make sure she has all she can eat hay to get her strength back.

After milking, I have to go in and take care of the milk.  It is immediately filtered and put in the refrigerator or freezer.  Because Clover was just wormed, I also have to keep her milk separate.


Then I go check on my old ladies.  I have to keep an eye on Minnie. She is old and growing weak.  I know she won’t be around much longer.

Minnie Pearl

Then it’s time to go check Purple 11.  We are still waiting on her calf.

Purple 11

That is generally walking half way out to the back hill; although, I was very happy the morning we had rain to see she was in the barnyard yet.

When I get done with the barnyard chores, it’s time for the house chores.  Sky wants to play.  For some reason, he seems to be a play-in-the-morning kind of pup.

Sky (with the remains of a plant) and Snickers

Bob and Snickers both go in and out of the house several times.


I make sure the dog and cats have food.


Finally, while I’m making Snickers his poached egg, I get to start my coffee brewing.   I’m also usually playing tug-of-war or fetch the ball with Sky while I’m cooking.  He is a maniac.

I think I’m about ready for fewer morning chores.


They’ve Got to Go

27 Aug

I have to get rid of my roosters.  Well, two of them have to go.  Rodney (behind the peacock) and one other have the bad habit of attacking me.  I’m to the point I go in the chicken coop as seldom as possible.

Peacock Rooster 4849ews

It needs cleaned out.  I need to get ready for winter.

Chickens 4837ews

I can’t do any of those things because the stupid roosters attack.  I will see if the one below will settle down when the other two go.  He likes to act tough, but he’s never actually attacked me.  I will give him a chance.

Rooster 4865ews

It’s not fair to everyone else though.  You can see the chicken wire that has come off the outside pen.  I can’t put it back up because it’s a several hour job, and they will attack me.  I’m pretty sure that’s why the neighbor’s cat managed to kill two of my hens.  Fay (the chicken in the background above) was caught in the wire. She wasn’t nearly as caught as she thought she was because she freed herself as soon as I got close to help her.  The roosters have to go.