This is Bunny, my black silky bantam rooster.
When I first got bantams, Bunny was my favorite.
He was the runt of the clutch. And (of course) I thought he was a hen, until he went through a major growth spurt, and started crowing.
I named him Bunny, because of how fluffy he was, and how he 'hopped' instead of walking.
He's just not a posing rooster either, I just can't get a good picture of him!
I don't have any pictures in the computer of him as a baby, because our computer crashed sometime last year.
Here is a picture of Bunny and Frizz, if you read my last post then you should know that this was last year, before spring time. Before Bunny started trying to kill Frizz.
Bunny is the sweetest rooster I have ever had. He has NEVER attacked a person. Or pecked at one!
He has NEVER been mean to a chick, or young bird. Even if their not his, he has helped protect EVERY chick that has been hatched in the lot. And he is one of the few roosters that Cottontail or even Harry Potter (yes, I know that's a boy name) lets near their young chicks. Even through Bunny wasn't able to protect Helga or the other chick, of Cottontail's, he has always been nice to the others. (Like Jellybean; Eragon; Albus, who is his son. Hagrid, who we no longer have. And all of the frizzle chicks, at least, until they grew up)
Bunny is a great rooster, and he still crows funny! Because when roosters start crows it's really harsh, quiet, squeaky, etc. And poor Bunny still crows kinda funny.
He's a good boy, other then beatin' up Frizz and his young ones!
*Sigh*
This post isn't as long as Frizz's, but, Frizz's post had some stuff on his chicks in there too!
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This is Frizz, my white frizzle bantam rooster.
He has been recovering in a 'pigeon' cage for over a year, (being taken out and put on grass in a movable pen) ever since...well, a long time.
Yes, poor little Frizz got beaten up, and taken to the chicken nursery, (the old pigeon coop) where one of his sons is also recovering.
Frizz has had a hard life.
Before his sons were hatched, I always had to keep Frizz, and Bunny (my silky bantam rooster, I will do a post on him next) separate, or they would attack each other.
It wasn't always like that. But when spring came for the first time since they had been crowing, Bunny almost killed poor little Frizz. Me and my mom saved him, we put some medicine in his water, put cream on his wounds, and put the almost featherless rooster in the chicken nursery.
After a couple of months, he was healed. Still missing all of his tail feathers, but he was healed,
or so I thought.
I moved him to the chicken lot, and my mom's bantam rooster, Snickers (which we don't have anymore) beat him up again.
And he was moved back to the nursery.
Frizz is NOT a good fighter. He cannot keep his balance, and if he jumps, he falls backwards. This, my friends, is a rooster that can't even get on the roost!
Snickers was sold to somebody who was going to use him for breeding purposes, and Frizz recovered, very, very slowly.
But after awhile, I gradually moved Frizz back to the chicken lot. And he did fine. Bunny didn't bother him or anything.
Then, I wanted to breed him with my two frizzle hens. Which, I did.
I hatched the seven+ chicks in the house, in an incubator. excluding two, which were hatched under one of my bantam hens in the chicken coop.
So, darn, adorable!
A few didn't make it, including one of the chicks that was hatched by it's 'real' mom. My hen, (Cottontail) didn't take care of it for some reason, and it got pecked to death by the other hens. (Poor thing!) I took the other chick inside, because I was afraid it would get killed also. (It had been pecked, just not as badly) I named the survivor chick Helga, it was a runty thing, and for a long time I thought it was a hen....
The chicks all grew up well, thinking I was their mom, I could hold them under my shirt and they would fall asleep instantly.
I thought I had a bunch of hens. But, I only had one! the rest, were all roosters! Even Helga!
The one hen I did have, was crazy. (Bless her) She walked like Jack Sparrow from that pirate movie.
Weirdly enough, I thought the hen was a rooster (it's very hard to tell with young bantams) I named 'him' Roran. I really loved her, but sadly, she didn't make it. I babied her for a long time though.
The other roosters all got along fine. For awhile that is.
Spring came, and a war broke out in the chicken lot. For a long time, the nursery was FULL!
A couple of roosters were killed, one by another rooster, and two by a hawk?
I sold one rooster (Moony was his name)
And poor little Frizz got beat up by his straight-feathered son, Obi-wan. And after he was weakened, the other roosters started picking on him.
Frizz has been recovering ever since.
On a happier note. Frizz is looking great!
His tail feathers are finally back! He is strutting around his little pen, and crowing his little heart out.
I'm not going to move him to the chicken lot yet. I'm going to wait until our rooster population has gone down (I still have Bunny, Holly, Tonks, Obi-wan, Albus, Snowy, Eragon, M&Ms, in the chicken lot, and those are just
my roosters)I think Frizz is sweet. he never pecks me or anything, but he does tries to tear the skin off of my mom's and Quinn's hands. (Really sweet, NOT!)
He is doing better though! He is also starting to look really handsome again!
Good ol' Frizz.
Wow...this is a long post....
I'll do one with Bunny next!
I hope y'all have a great weekend!
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In case you don't know; C.A.P stands for Civil Air Patrol. It's a auxiliary of the Air Force for children that are 12 and up. And for adults too.
It is awesome! And I love doing it.
Tonight we had our weekly meeting; and we had drill and ceremonies.
We also had the monthly promotions. I was was supposed to promote to sergeant, but didn't. Because of some mistake, (darn!) instead I will be promoting next month.
But my friends, Andrew, and Chris, did promote tonight, (congratulations again!)
Andrew promoted to Cadet senior staff sergeant (I was going to promote to that rank) and Chris promoted to Cadet airman first class! Really great y'all, we are all getting higher in our ranks!
(Please note this picture was not taken today, it was taken LAST C.A.P meeting!)
Left to right.
C/Ssgt Andrew Braud: C/SA Journee Martin (Will soon be a C/Ssgt!)
C/AB Michael Braud: C/A1C Chris Braud.
(That's a lot of Brauds hunh?)
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One of the oddest dragons I have ever made.No arms, wings, and long body parts. Really.Her name is Spottedfern; she's a rain forest dragon (she lives in the rain forest)As you can very well see. I have not photo-shopped her yet.She has small-ish feet, pointy hair/spike thingies. And straps that are attached to her body.
I will never run out of ideas.Well, I MAY run out of GOOD ideas.(Colors!)
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It has been confirmed that I need more dragons. (Maybe I need another blog, just for dragons)
Although, I haven't started on another dragon yet. I soon will.
Thank you for voting on the poll; and I hope everybody has a great weekend!
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These are some of mine and Quinn's trampoline pictures from last year. They are a bit blurry.
So here's Quinn, reaching for the sky.
Then, here's me falling from the sky. (Quinn's fingers got in the shot)
I don't know how I did it. So please don't ask.
Quinn's falling!!! (Pay no attention to my foot)
I'm hovering! I look a little...Shocked at my accomplishment.
I hope you enjoyed those!
Now you people that have trampolines, go take some pictures! Fly!
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Remember that storybook? The Big Hungry Caterpillar?
Well, this is a picture I took in Mississippi.
One big bug.
This sucker was about 4 1/2 inches long, and about 1 inch wide.
It was kinda weird.
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No. It's not a tiger, it's a dragon! Yup, another dragon.
Here he is, straight of the paper.
Earth-Tiger, he's quite the big brute huh?
There is even a curly JM down on his thick neck.
So of course I had to photo-shop him.
Here he is after I worked on his eye, nose, fangs, and horns. I also cover him in a plain brown, well, paint. And I got rid of the curly JM.
It took me awhile to finish him.
My mom was taking care of the bees, and Zeb was asleep. My sisters were all down stairs playing video games.
I had to stop and take a quick break many times because Duke got into the cat food, and Zelda was barking at the squirrel. Rose wanted a drink, etc.
But then, I completed the shiny, thick-set, big ol' beast of a dragon.
Earth-Tiger.
He is very proud of himself. see how he holds his big head high!
(He looks so shiny! I didn't really mean to make him so shiny, he's an EARTH dragon for goodness sakes)
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Our newest baby is growing and playing well.
Here's little Sandy. She is now sleeping in a dog kennel with a heat-pad.
She has some sticks in there to climb on. She has just started eating rat food pellets, although she is still drinking allot of milk!
As you can see, her little tail has gotten very bushy. She just loves my dad, who has started making her a special cage, so we can release her when she gets old enough, *sniff* when ever I hold her she tries to run away. But when my dad holds her she just goes to sleep (as seen above)
She is very sweet, and really soft. She has also started holding her tail up when she walks around, sometimes she even flicks back and forth! It is so cute!
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This is Bunny, my black silky bantam rooster.
Here is a picture of Bunny and Frizz, if you read my last post then you should know that this was last year, before spring time. Before Bunny started trying to kill Frizz.
