Sometimes, you just can’t fight it and what’s meant to be is going to happen. Well, not always . . but most of the time.
Let’s talk about Roscoe and Miss Hattie! The reason we don’t let Roscoe in with the hens is because these 13 hens are my main laying hens and roosters are rough on the hens. I don’t want any baby chicks from these hens because they’re a cross and there’s no telling what kind of babies I’d end up with . . half bantam and half something else or a quarter something else . . I don’t want to try to figure that out.
I hadn’t wanted to leave Miss Hattie out because of danger. Roscoe can fly half way to the moon without any effort. Miss Hattie can barely fly 3 feet off the ground and it takes her a lot of effort. As much as Roscoe loves her, when it gets dusk, he’s going to the top of his tree to roost . . I suppose she can come if she wants to but he’s not staying behind to make it happen. I think she still likes going inside the coop and bragging to the other hens about what all she’s been doing during the day. She and Roscoe! Out exploring the world and having their little romantic interludes!
What I just cannot understand is why there are 13 hens in the run and 12 have not escaped once while Miss Hattie cannot be contained. With all our other chickens, if there was a way for one to get out of the run, they were ALL out of the run.
Yesterday Vince went out and used the metal wires to connect the wire fence to the wire underneath to secure the run so Miss Hattie couldn’t get out. It was kinda sad and I actually felt sorry for Roscoe. Can you see the sadness in his little rooster eyes?
This morning I said to Vince . . Maybe we could make Miss Hattie a little nest under the coop where Roscoe’s food and water stays. She could lay her eggs in there and then in the evening, when he flies up to the top of the tree, we could put her in the coop. They could be together and happy that way!
I will not repeat what he said but I think what he meant was NO!
Roscoe just pranced around the fence begging Miss Hattie to find a way to break out of the run. Miss Hattie squawked and poked her head through every hole she could find, so determined to be with her boyfriend. Wasn’t going to happen. Vince was feeling really proud of himself because he won the battle with the escaping chicken. I was feeling quite sad that they couldn’t be together. Really . . how often do you find true love? Especially when you’re a chicken!
I went out to get eggs and lo and behold . . Miss Hattie and Roscoe were together!
We cannot figure out how she got out . . but she’s one determined little hen.
They are inseparable. No matter where one goes, the other is close. Roscoe finds a juicy bug and he calls her over and she gets it. If he senses danger, or if the black chickens come too close, he rushes her back to safety. What a great boyfriend he is!
She explained to me that she really cares about him and she’s sorry but no matter what we do, she will find a way to be with him. Look at that defiant look on her face!
We said . . fine . . we did what we could and at some point, you’re on your own! We’ll put her up at night and let her out with the rest of the chickens in the morning and I’m sure she’ll find her escape point and out she’ll go within minutes. So far, she has been laying her eggs inside the coop before she escapes but who knows if she’ll keep doing that. Love can make you do some crazy things!