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02-10-2017, 09:04 PM | #1 | ||
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Feb 11th, 2017: Cock
Louise's name is a little odd for a cock, but he was mis-sexed at the farm, which was lucky because most
baby cocks are killed. He had deformed legs and couldn’t compete for food but luckily the children on the farm had taken a liking to him, so they convinced their parents to send him to Sali's Farm in Langley. Sali's Farm is a non-profit organization that connects children that have been victims of abuse, violence or neglect with therapy animals. Quote:
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02-11-2017, 08:17 AM | #2 |
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My mom had a rooster who looked exactly like Louise--size included! Hers was Armando, and he was a buff Orpington who had not felt the touch of a human hand in most of his life when she bought him as an 18-month-old free-range rooster. I was living in a different state, so she emailed me all the funny and wonderful stories that ALWAYS happen with my mom and poultry. Like 3 months after she got Armando, I got a chance to visit, and of course she's gotta show off the new boy in the chicken yard. So she goes in and sits down and starts patting her lap, sing-songing "Armando, where's my Armando, who wants chicken treats?"
About a minute and a half later this HUGE roo (I'm guessing the gal in the first photo is about my mom's size) with four-inch spurs on both legs comes strutting out from behind the main coop, glowing like a jar of honey in the sun. Now I know that range-raised birds aren't always super-friendly and that they do not like sudden predator-like movements, so I'm holding pretty still admiring the bird. Who promptly throws himself in my mom's lap, snuggles in, and starts whacking her sternum with the back of his head which it turns out is his way of begging for pets. I will never forget that immense golden bird all sprawled out like a puppy, demanding scritches under his hackle feathers and pats on his chest and he even liked it when she'd rub his comb in her hands if it was cold. She had Armando for a good long while, as I recall . At another point she was given a banty rooster who had scale mites on his legs and, because he could no longer walk to reach food or water, wasn't expected to make it more than a couple of months even with hand-feeding. She buried him last summer...after 15 years. My mom and birds, guys. |
02-11-2017, 01:17 PM | #3 |
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I got yer Bantam Cock, right here.
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