Captain, 16-week-old Blue Australorp x (Lavender Orpington x Silver-Laced Wyandotte).
Very handsome fellow, first of the batch to mature.
He hasn't tried to go after me or my son yet and I don't know if he ever will, but he was harassing the hens in the main coop (and driving the roosters crazy disciplining him) -- unlike his contemporary, Red Band, who was convincing a couple of the lower-ranked girls to mate with him willingly.
Now, in Camp Cockerel, he's harassing the younger boys. Herding them around, pecking them, guarding food, and all the undesirable stuff. At this age, Ludwig, my Black Langshan, was escorting the youngsters around and protecting them from the hens.
The genetics people here worked out that he has to be the son of one of the Splits, which makes him the grandson of my friend's MEAN Lavender Orpington rooster. A nice demonstration of the heritability of temperament.
I wasn't going to keep him anyway, but if he doesn't stop harassing the younger boys he's going to earn an early trip to the crockpot.
Very handsome fellow, first of the batch to mature.
He hasn't tried to go after me or my son yet and I don't know if he ever will, but he was harassing the hens in the main coop (and driving the roosters crazy disciplining him) -- unlike his contemporary, Red Band, who was convincing a couple of the lower-ranked girls to mate with him willingly.
Now, in Camp Cockerel, he's harassing the younger boys. Herding them around, pecking them, guarding food, and all the undesirable stuff. At this age, Ludwig, my Black Langshan, was escorting the youngsters around and protecting them from the hens.
The genetics people here worked out that he has to be the son of one of the Splits, which makes him the grandson of my friend's MEAN Lavender Orpington rooster. A nice demonstration of the heritability of temperament.
I wasn't going to keep him anyway, but if he doesn't stop harassing the younger boys he's going to earn an early trip to the crockpot.