Our rooster, Charlie, doesn’t seem to be growing as much as the hens lately. Perhaps he has attained his full size. They, on the other hand, appear to be getting bigger and fatter by the day! The Orpingtons are almost as big as he is and much heftier. We’re getting three to four eggs a day now---so at least three chickens are laying. Don’t think they are ALL laying yet. When winter weather descends, they’ll molt and quit laying for a while, then in the spring, they’ll lay like crazy.
Spot is still my little pet. She is stunning with her lighter feathers and darker head. But, the one good layer (the one in the background looking directly at us and probably the first one to lay) is a real snot, though and has bitten my hand twice now. What a brat! I have nicknamed her Grinelda as that name seems to fit her. She evil-eyes us when we come in to get the eggs and attacks anything bright and shiny like watches, glasses and small cameras. Hubby thinks she will be a good brood hen and mommy when the time comes. She is also the first to the food and the first to the fence when we arrive, trying to push outside the yard. Sometimes we have to gently kick her to keep her inside! Spot never tries to escape and follows me around the yard. At least one of the Orpingtons is laying---this bigger one (nicknamed Fluffy) with the nice comb. The other Orp is smaller and doesn’t have the nice comb and wattle (don’t know why??). Both are shy and untouchable. However, they never try to bite.
Charlie still struts his stuff out there and crows proudly at all times of the day and sometimes the night. His feathers are very handsome and he knows it. What a character. The girls seems to like him as their leader, though, which is a good thing!