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April 28, 2012
A couple years ago I lost my old black rooster to old age. I say it was certainly old age because he made it to the ripe old age of 13. He was terribly mean and ill tempered all of his life. I carried a stick to hold him at bay for many years. I still loved and respected him though. Everytime I go the chicken house I think of him. I was just wondering if anyone else has had a chicken stick around that long.
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July 15, 2011
Ha! This is a timely post – I have two roosters, one is sweet as can be but the other – Watch out! They are brothers and will be two this summer. As you say, you just have to get good at fending him off with a stick. Tonight I actually used the tool we have for scraping snow off of the cars – thought that "T" shaped head would provide a little more protection. I keep him around because I feel it's good to have two to protect the girls (I have seven hens), one kind of leads them and the other watches their back. It works. Twelve years old! I had no idea he might last that long. Did you let them free range? I'm hoping that the size of my roosters is why the hawks haven't tried to grab anyone – they are Orpingtons, the mean one is a Blue Orpington and the other is a Blue/Buff Orpington and they must weigh over 12 lbs each. I never realized how much fun it is to have roosters around. We love them! Have you read "Buddy – how a rooster made me a family man" by Brian McGrory? It is a great read.
April 28, 2012
I moved back to WV and kind of inherited him and a few hens from my mother. They were a couple years old at the time. I think the were black australorps, I am not a hundred percent though. I have to admit I wasn't to interested in chickens so I let him free range. He sort of became a yard ornament and chose to sleep in the woodhouse. I always fed him scratch grains and table scraps. He even figured out how to open my dog's automatic feeder. He was always interesting to have around and gave the mailman fits if he had to come up to the house. The UPS lady didn't take any crap and threatened to put the boot to him. I think she was one of the few people he really did fear, I never asked why because I didn't want to know. He was a good rooster and I do miss him. I now have a giant white cochin named Runt who won't even defend himself from the little new hampshire red hens. He is not much fun. My old black rooster did manage to leave me with three of his daughters. One is named Mean, it fits.
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