So I won't be posting tonight.
Oh, wait.
Ummm.
Too late now, I suppose.
Well, as long as I'm here anyway, with fingers already typing and stuff, I'll do a chicken report.
Remember our two new roosters?
The big yellow fella is a few months older than the one we hatched, so he's got the whole spiffy tailfeathers and bigtime crowing voice going on. The hatchling rooster is trying to play catch-up while keeping a low profile at the same time. (He is not the top of the pecking order. He's not even near the top. A low profile means you get to keep your tailfeathers.)
He wants to practice his crow, but he knows better than to do it in front of the senior rooster. He usually lags back in the coop while everyone else goes outside, and sneaks in some practicing while no one is looking.
So far he can go "ERRR!" One syllable. Hardly the rolling "Cockadoodle-do" that he's aiming for.
We've listened to a lot of young roosters learn to crow. For the first day or two, they practice one and two syllable sounds, then they're off and running with the multi-syllabic version.
This guy has been stuck on "ERRR!" for two weeks now. We don't know if it's an inferiority complex or if we dropped him on his head...
3 comments:
I think he is just protecting his tail feather. If Senior Rooster were to suddenly disappear, Junior Rooster would cock-doodle-doo to his heart's (and your ears') delight.
That's my theory.
Hopefully, he's smart enough to keep it to himself until his big moment comes.
I think he's sneaky.
Except he's a rooster and therefore, not very bright.
Maybe this is where "luck" and circumstances just happen to keep the species alive.
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