Chickie'sMomaInNH
Garden Master
Chickie seemed to be trained to crow after 7am. he also cuddled with me often. he followed me around the house and yard and if i sat down would seek my comfort in a few seconds of seeing me come around a corner or in the coop. he got jealous too and would growl or try to chase off other chickens if they got too close to me. i'd get the occasional love nip if i didn't show him affection when i first came in the coop in the mornings. he got along well with my dog and the dog didn't bother him much. he was a great first chicken/rooster and i miss him. lost him in December. he imprinted on me when he hatched since i rescued him from his egg, so i pampered him during the 1st few weeks while i was trying to hatch more chickens for my flock. it took too long and he just thought he was part of my household family and not a chicken.
i had a 5 toed hen named Raven who was supposed to be a WC black polish but never had much of a crest and only 1 feather was white in the tuft. a few times in the early mornings i would hear a crow come from the hens' summer coop at the last property, caught her doing it one morning. she also used to roost up high and would dive bomb me from above if she saw me coming with treats, she had to be the first to get a taste. she'd pace the run watching for me to come home in the afternoons and my DH said she would start doing it at a specific time every day until i got home.
i had a parakeet as a young teen that would drink cola from my glass and she would come to me when i'd whistle to her. out of all the 'keets i had she was the tamest. i had a cat that used to like Cool Ranch Doritos.
i had a 5 toed hen named Raven who was supposed to be a WC black polish but never had much of a crest and only 1 feather was white in the tuft. a few times in the early mornings i would hear a crow come from the hens' summer coop at the last property, caught her doing it one morning. she also used to roost up high and would dive bomb me from above if she saw me coming with treats, she had to be the first to get a taste. she'd pace the run watching for me to come home in the afternoons and my DH said she would start doing it at a specific time every day until i got home.
i had a parakeet as a young teen that would drink cola from my glass and she would come to me when i'd whistle to her. out of all the 'keets i had she was the tamest. i had a cat that used to like Cool Ranch Doritos.