Yesterday or the day before, a porcelain pullet flew down as I was getting their water for them, and was pounced on and scared half to death by the only Bantam Brahma we have left. I rescued her, and put her back in the rabbit hutch, but it was very clear that the three porcelains wanted to be out and about.
So today, I caught Mr. Brahma as he barreled out the little henhouse pophole, and carried him, protesting, to the big henyard. Then I opened the door of the rabbit hutch, and did other things until I saw that the porcelains were not going to be molested. I did wonder and worry all day at work, but came home tonight to find them intact.
They had never been on the ground before today, and it was comical to see them walk across the grass (that needs to be cut!)
They stuck together in a little bunch all day, I think, and when I sat down in the chair in the henyard to watch, they clustered at my feet.
These two also greet me and chatter to me daily:
They are Mille Fleur, but their coats are not great. I like them anyway, they are wonderful little birds, and are called Muffy and Bitty. We are going to cut their flight feathers this weekend as they almost fly like wild birds, and like to be up high. We are afraid a hawk will get them while they walk along the 8 foot high fence tops. Keith is amazed at how tame and friendly they are. My friends Nancy and Paul had a very tame Milly named Tilly, who rode around on Paul's shoulder and lived in a cage in their house.
Here is a bad picture of my favorite of the three cochin cockerels. I like this red one... but I also like the partridge-colored ones... and they are actually better-looking birds to my mind, but this little red guy is nice.
Here is one of the two partridge colored cochin cockerels. You see he is a much better bird... and probably the keeper.
That's the surviving OEG in the back ground, and I still have the little brassy back girl, too. The Welsummer cockerel is in with this bunch, still, as are the three young Ameracaunas. They are all about ready to go in with the little birds in the little henhouse.
All the females are moving over to the new henhouse at the end of summer, anyway, and then the little henhouse hopefully will be used for breeding.
This little pen will be cleaned out and used for a breeding trio of bantams.
I end with a picture of one of the Welsummer pullets... they and the Rocks are turning into beautiful young birds, I am so happy with them!
Okay, now I'm laughing, because I'm pretty happy with all the birds. After a long day at work, I'm happy to come home and watch "chick tv" from my old plastic chair in the henyard.
I even feel sorry for Mr. Bully Brahma, who was caught with the net tonight, and plopped down in the big henhouse. I stepped in to check on him, and he was standing there totally bewildered, didn't know where to turn or which way to go. As there is PLENTY of room in there now, he will just have to make his way. I'm sure he'll be greeted by Rambo before I can get out there in the morning, so I'll try to rise early and get out there before he gets drubbed. He spent the day running up and down the fence looking at his buddies in the little henyard, but I'm afraid if I let him back in, he'll beat up on the porcelains, and this weekend, on the Welsummer cockerel, who is about to be moved there.
I'll be watching to see that he is not beat up upon too badly over the next few days, until he adjusts. I did see him eat and drink as I was doing the llama water tonight.