These two have more personality than my whole yard full of chickens. Bonnie is a very people friendly hen. Soon as the lid is lifted off their temporary home (using a brooder bin) she is out of there and coming to see somebody. She will hop right up onto your lap and she wants the petting to begin. Now with all my chicken handling I discovered that chickens love to have under their wings rubbed and lightly scratched. Their wingpit so to speak. I work all around the area and they love it. Any chicken loves it once they settle down to enjoy it. I do it to Phoenix before he is put to bed. Its very relaxing for them and for me.
Now Clyde, be just follows Bonnie wherever she goes. For those that think the rooster is the boss...he he..you got it backwards. The hen is the boss...and don't you forget it. She dictates his very actions and moves most of the time. A rooster lives to impress and win the favor of his lady.
( I don't know what happened, I am retyping all this and will be back afterwards with pictures, sorry.)
These two have become very spoiled. In the afternoon at suppertime Bonnie knows what the dinner trays coming out means. She will make this awful noise...its a scratchy whiny noise, over and over. Its the way hens complain when they are not happy about something. She is ready to be let out...well that gets Clyde stirred up and he starts crowing over and over. So I let them out. You have to watch Bonnie because she will be in your plate in a heartbeat seeing what she can pull off of it. She isnt like Phoenix. Phoenix will stand on the floor and beg like a little dog. Clyde doesnt seem as assertive and will wait on the floor for his goodies. I will put out a small piece of wheat bread and clip a collard leaf onto the side of their brooder house. I have also sliced a thick cucumber piece and they like to pick the middle clean and leave an empty cucumber ring. Now the funniest thing is Clyde has discovered ice water. I have these little short juice glasses I use for Phoenix and them to drink out of while they eat their goodies. Clyde has gotten to where he will stand next to the little glass with water and a couple of cubes of ice in it and drink and drink. He gets this look about him..closes his eyes and will hold his mouth open. I think he is getting a brain freeze...like when you eat ice cream...lol! I guess he likes it because he will stand there and drink and drink for thirty minutes if you let him.
Initially when I put their treats down Bonnie is very demanding and wants Clyde to pull off little chunks of bread for her, and he does so willingly with little insistant noises saying look here look here, I got you a goodie. Who needs tv when you got all this funny action going on? ;)
We also keep a basket on the couch. It has various controllers in it, for the Wii game system to the DVD to the tv contollers. Bonnie insists that you must take all that out so she can get in there and root around. Clyde will get in with her, but she pushes and pushes to get under him all the while both of them making clicking noises that they make when they are going to nest.
Don't let anyone tell you that chickens dont have a language. They make a wide variety of sounds and they all mean different things. I have yet to figure out the guineas language, but I can speak chicken fluently. ;)
Alright, now, I am going to make a seperate picture entry of their antics that goes with this entry...so look above here in a few minutes! See ya in a few!