By T Lee
De Leon Springs, Florida, United States
Posted Feb 11, 2019
This was the first chicken I ever personally owned. She was tame and came to me like a dog would. She was upset by the cats now and then and, when she was, she would run or fly to me and sometimes that meant she would land on a horse's back.
I had great horses, they did not even seem to mind Henny landing on them.
She was a great mom. It was one of those situations where 1 hen + 1 rooster = about 30 chicks in the end. She had chicks regularly. It was so cute to see her laying on her little eggs and then when it came time for them to hatch, I could hear them chirping as they poked through the shell and they came out running on their tiny little stick-like legs and flapping their nubs for wings, and making loud chirping noises to their mothers and everyone listening.
These little chicks ran quickly to keep up with their mother and roosted with them each evening under their mother's wings.
What does one do with 30 baby chickens? One finds a mom with little children to take them and give them another home at their farm - and that's what I did.