Tuesday, March 09, 2010

This Dark Brahma is the chicken at the bottom of the pecking order.

I had a terrible time trying to get these photos because she runs away from me, Morgan, other hens, leaves, etc.


The hen wanted to eat corn with the other chickens, but even the smallest Wyandottes would run her away.

Poor hen.


But I don't feel too sorry for her because she is a big fat hen. Well, maybe not fat, but she's not missing any meals.





She must eat after the other hens have had their fill.

I wonder if she is the Dark Brahma that can't remember how to find  the coop door.


I would like to give her a name, but I can't tell the Dark Brahmas apart. I can only pick this hen out of the mix when she is getting pecked and picked on.

One especially good thing happened today... my dentist appointment was changed to a later date this month. Neat! I didn't want to go to the dentist!

(March 9, 2009)
It is supposed to snow tonight too.

[4 eggs today]

~:>
Smiles

12 comments:

cindy said...

I like your blog. Very interesting. I am trying to make the big step and purchase chickens. We'll see.

Cindy

diane said...

Poor hen she must be a nervous wreck.

Vicki Lane said...

I can't name all of my chickens (13)because I can't tell them apart. The rooster, however, is always Gregory Peck.

Chicken Boys said...

Poor little lady. I need to find a dentist. I have good dental plan, but in a medical town with a med school and dental school, not one dentist here is an in-network provider! They still accept my insurance, but my co-pay is more. Ho hum.
~Randy

Bloody Frida said...

oh Callie - my favorite hen died...I have no idea why...my husband found her sprawled up like she literally dropped dead this morning.

I'm posting this to you because I know you'll understand...sorry though for posting a sad post.

-Carol-

Missy AKA Little Messy Missy said...

You could always put a leg tag on her so you can tell her apart...hahaha I now understand the term "hen picked". They certainly do have a pecking order.My Brahma Bantam
pullet is the leader of our pack and second in command is Araucana hen.

Missy AKA Little Messy Missy said...

You could always put a leg tag on her so you can tell who she is hahah.. I certainly understand the term "hen picked" now. Our pecking order is set in stone and if a newbie comes in and tries to disrupt it she is quickly put in her place! Our Brahma (feather feet) is the head honcho followed by our Araucana hen.

Welcome To Wilmoth Farms said...

It was nice to catch up with you..I hope to read more now that I'm back...

DayPhoto said...

The pecking order exists everywhere, even in humans. It very sad really.

Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com/

Knatolee said...

She's a beauty!!

I am having trouble keeping my chickens straight. I have about five of the eleven sorted out and named, and I am studying the rest to try to figure out how to tell them all apart. It ain't easy.

Your chickens are really lovely!

Becky's Barnyard said...

I think you are right, they seem to make out okay. Just can't get away from the pecking order. Lucky you, I go to the dentist tomorrow.

Kateri said...

I can't tell my hens apart either. Thankfully, the the only time they are mean to each other is if one hen is ill. They have no compassion at all if one of the flock is sick. Then I will separate the sick hen until she is stronger and no longer gets mistreated. I know it is normal to have a pecking order, though...