As you can see, I now have four chickens and one rooster. I have only bought the two Barnevelders, Hilda and Helen. The others all crossed the road from the farm at various times, to live with us.
Meet Aunty Dorrie. She is the last little bantam from the farm who has survived hawk attacks and has crossed the road to seek refuge with King George and the other girls. When King George came to live with us I felt sorry for the lonely wee bantam that he had left behind. But now she is safe from hawks and hopefully not so lonely.
She still sleeps outside somewhere in the bushes and who knows where she lays her eggs. My plan is to capture her and lock her up for a few days so that she learns to sleep in the safety of a coop and not out in the bushes on her own.
And why is she called Aunty Dorrie? I don’t know. I must ask our farmer friend. We named his other bantam and the rooster when they came to live with us and then we found out they already had names (King George aka Roger and Hannah Hen aka Brittany), so we decided to ask this time what her name was. Hence Aunty Dorrie.