I’m in the chicken coop, scaring the hens, forcing Truman, the rooster, to protect his girls.
He is a Ameraucanas rooster, quite beautiful, don’t cha think! And the girls are a Barred Rock and a Cuckoo Maran, very similiar in looks. Lisa’s other rooster, Seymour, was pushed out of his longstanding reign as the main man, just yesterday. He is licking his wounds in the coop. We shall see if he comes back strong and regains his authority. We will give them some time to work out their differences, but if not, one will go to another hen house.