He hasn't crowed yet, and is still really underweight. And it doesn't help that the the juvenile roosters are chasing the poor guy around the goat pen. So he spends a lot of time by himself:
|How sad; the rooster's only friend is the stinky buck goat.|
Paul says I'm babying him, and I'll have to admit that I am. When I feed the chickens I'll sit down away from the flock and call him over so he can eat out of my hand or covertly dump some scratch on the ground in front of him, away from the prying eyes of the other chickens. I don't know how much longer I should continue trying to nurse him back to health. I'd feel a little more confident if he weren't limping, of even if I heard a crow from him (what rooster doesn't crow???), but in the meantime I'll just keep trying to get some weight back on him and hope his health improves.
I've also got a rebel pullet that will not go into the coop at night. And the coop even has light in it now! She hunkers down underneath the barn, usually next to a goat and I can't shoo her out from under there for nothing. I keep telling her that she's going to be a 'possum dinner, but she's certain that she can manage. I may as well consider her a goner I suppose.
Post on the illumination of the poultry sleeping chambers tomorrow at 7!