I just love that little rooster, despite him being the orneriest little creature I’ve ever seen. You remember on Sunday evening we took him out of his regular coop and locked him into the garden. On Monday morning when I went outside, I could hear him crowing so I told Vince that at least he made it through the night. We had a huge storm that blew through here Sunday night with lots of wind and lightning but sadly for us . . no rain. Other parts of town got some rain so I’ll be happy for them.
That’s a tall fence. I think it’s 10′ tall. It kept the deer out of my garden. It did not keep Roscoe in the garden though!
I went out to check on Roscoe and couldn’t find him anywhere. I knew he was around because I could hear him crowing and then I looked up and there he was . . in a tree . . outside the fence! That little chicken does love to fly! I wish I had a video of him getting out of that garden fence.
Can you find the little chicken in the tree? Vince said . . don’t worry about him. He got up there . . he’ll get down when he’s ready. So, I didn’t worry about him. Next time I went out . .
. . he was trying to figure out how to get in the run with the red hens. Smart little chicken, isn’t he? 13 hens, no roosters . . whoa doggies. Sounds like a fun place for a feisty little rooster.
Eileen Foley says
Maybe his name should be RASCAL, not Roscoe!
How utterly CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!
Anne C. says
Love the Roscoe stories. I don’t know anything about chickens, but I have a male Quaker parrot, Ted. One day he flew and landed on my head. He began pecking me. I picked Ted up, grabbed some scissors, and trimmed his wing feathers. Gave him an attitude adjustment! Not sure how to give Roscoe an attitude adjustment because he needs to be able to flee predators. Good luck! 🙂
maybe the answer is to put some sort of netting (like the green stuff?) over the garden so the hawks can’t fly in. then Roscoe can be ‘King of the Garden” and keep the bugs and snakes down for you, and crow to his heart’s delight.
Natalie L says
I think I’m in love with your rooster 🙂 I live how spunky your chickens are – never a dull moment at the yellow jacket ranch!
So your next book should be called Chicken Tails and feature chicken stories and chicken quilts, don’t you think? =)
Dora, the quilter says
I just love your chicken stories! Because of them, I’m remembering so many of my own chicken adventures growing up on our farm–which is good, because there are a few other adventures I don’t want to remember (such a rats in the corn crib)! Roscoe in the tree reminded me of when maturing males would fly to the top of the brooder house and practice their crowing. That usually signaled the approach of separation day and then butchering day although my family always put a couple of the dark colored roosters into the hen house with the hens. They told me that was so the white roosters wouldn’t peck them to death. I guess our ears were too delicate to be told that it was also so that at least some of the eggs would be fertilized–or maybe the grownups just didn’t want to explain the birds and the bees right then!
So sorry about your drought and the few rains still missing you. I felt that way for weeks, but we got puddles on Sunday. Lots of thunder and lightning last night but no more rain. Fortunately, the farmer across the field from me seems to have deep enough wells to continue irrigating. And last night before dark I was able to get in some more weed therapy.
I had a couple of chickens that started going in the tree to roost every night. Once they start, they are hard to bread that habit. They are definitely fun to watch. I agree with the chick tales book.
It is a natural thing for the fowl to roost at night and they fly quite well when required ……not far but to get a roost for the night Roscoe would
He is a lovely rooster and you sure are having fun with all the chooks
Sorry about your drought we are only one year out from a 15 year drought
Cheeky little booger!
Kim Paventy says
You could clip his wings to keep him from flying out of the pen. I remember my dad did that to our chickens when I was a kid.
Our neighbor has 3 banty roosters and about 7-8 hens who like to roam in our yard everyday. Those roosters crow all day but we love the sound and they are so pretty we enjoy their visits. When a big dog came by and was chasing them they all went up in the trees: it looked like a feathered Christmas. Neither our dogs or cats are interested in them in the least.