||Five months old|
||Polish Crested Rooster|
is our most distinctive bird; in fact, he looks like a member of an
'80s hair band. For a rooster, he's very docile and quiet. Elvis doesn't
know any tricks, nor does he come to his name, and his favorite activities
are fairly typical of what one may expect of a chicken. He likes to take
dust baths, forage for bugs and fresh grass, and at night prefers to roost
outside with his three closest friends, Tina Eggturner, Buck Buck Bjork,
and Aretha Chicken - all fellow Polish Crested chickens. Purchased as a
days-old chick from a local farm supply store, he was originally named
Buttercup under the assumption that he was a girl like his flockmates.
When his head feathers started to come in spikey instead of rounded, we
realized immediately that he was a "surprise rooster," and promptly
changed his name to Elvis. Like most roosters, he tries to avoid being
handled, and will dodge away from any hands that reach for him. If you
manage to catch him, however, he doesn't put up a fight, and will even
fall asleep while cradled in your arms, making contented little chicken
noises. He is a gentleman of a rooster, always polite and respectful to
the other chickens, and never kicking up a fuss, even with the other boys.
His crow - if you could even call it that - leaves something to be
desired, but he is still young. Maybe as he gets bigger, his crow will too.
Although we purchased him with the expectation of being a laying hen,
Elvis has nothing to fear. An ill-tempered rooster would be destined for
the stew pot elsewhere, but Elvis is far too charming and handsome for
such a fate. He has a permanent place in our flock, and our hearts.
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