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Taming the Rooster - Livin' the Good Life

Aug. 27th, 2008

03:35 pm - Taming the Rooster

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Since Maya, the main chicken-keeper next door, is gone for a few weeks, I've taken it upon myself to sit in her chicken coop on most days and play with the chickens. Chickens are very odd. They must have exceptionally tiny brains because they all do the same thing at the same time. If one runs, they all start running. If one comes up to inspect me, they all do. If one startles, they all startle. If one starts preening itself, they all preen. When one decides to take a nap, they all settle down for a nap... and usually in a big pile... even though it's really hot outside and they are all panting. They are definitely herd (or, flock, I should say) creatures. In spite of their strangeness, I've really enjoyed becoming acquainted with these birds. They do have their differences. Some are friendlier, some are more aggressive, some are so curious they just can't leave me alone. They peck at me constantly. (I've learned to wear long pants and boots.) It doesn't hurt, so I don't discourage it. I came to the realization that the only way they have to investigate things, beyond merely looking, is by pecking at them. Their beaks are like their hands. And they are very accurate. They can pick up a tiny speck of something, first try, with one quick peck. Lately, a few of them voluntarily jump up on my lap or fly onto my shoulder. One of them always settles down in my lap like she's sitting on her eggs. I particularly like her. I'm trying especially hard to socialize the lone rooster. (I know Maya doesn't want a mean rooster in her flock.) Here's me and my new chicken friends: (the black and white one is the rooster)