The Day Clyde Found His Cock-a-doodle-doo



Sunday, August 16 was a big day on Cobble Hill Farm. I was in the chicken coop in the morning, engaged in the morning routine, when I heard a loud and awkward attempt at a cock-a-doodle-doo. It wasn't pretty and it certainly wasn't melodious, but it was my little Clyde and I was so proud of him. He was in such disbelief about it himself that he tried it again. It sounded just as awful the second time around and the girls were in an uproar, but I congratulated him on his newfound talent.

Clyde also had a revalation that morning. After his excitement over his new trick, he also seemed to realize that he's a rooster and not one of the girls. I'm not sure how this suddenly struck him, but I heard a lot of commotion coming from the outdoor coop. I went outside to find Clyde proudly strutting around, almost dancing, chest out, head up, chasing the girls. Needless to say, the girls were not impressed in the least bit and a tad bit upset about his new attitude. I opened the door to the indoor coop and the girls rushed in and up onto their roosts. Clyde continued strutting around the outdoor pen a few more minutes, then realized that his new attitude was being wasted on me. He ran into the indoor coop and cleared the girls off their roosts. The whole house was upset and yelling at poor Clyde. He didn't care though, he was so excited. He went back outside and strutted back and forth by himself, dancing around in the air. It truly was a wonderful site.

This morning, however, Clyde and Lucy (the dominate hen) were having it out. It appeared that the 2 were arguing over who's the boss. Chests and heads up and dancing in circle, neither was going to back down. I told Lucy "Luce - just let him think he's the boss and go on with your day." Sometimes life is truly reflected in the barnyard!

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