Whoops! Okay, so I guess I was right in thinking I might have a rooster this year. But when I realized we had a Buckeye in the middle of our young Orloff flock, I pushed my analytical observations aside, with the assumption that everything I knew about Orloffs would not necessarily come into play with a Buckeye pullet.
I sold the Buckeye along with my overload of Orloffs. The spur buds had not gotten larger nor were the "tell" tail saddle feathers coming in. After all the photos that I had checked on Buckeyes, I sold the chicken with the belief that she was a pullet but she was a bit "pushy" and my flock of Orloffs don't take kindly to that much pushiness.
I sold the Buckeye along with my overload of Orloffs. The spur buds had not gotten larger nor were the "tell" tail saddle feathers coming in. After all the photos that I had checked on Buckeyes, I sold the chicken with the belief that she was a pullet but she was a bit "pushy" and my flock of Orloffs don't take kindly to that much pushiness.
Out of the blue I received a plea to help re-home one of the chickens we had sold four months ago. Turned out that the Buckeye IS a rooster. I was advised that he got considerably larger recently and also started crowing at the crack of morning. He's going to be a beautiful Roo.
So, back to the farm came Beckyrue. Currently in quarantine and wondering "What Jus' Happened?"
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