At least, they’re stupid when they were supposed to be girls.

Little Hermes has decided to be a rooster.  Not just physically male, but he’s already getting the mentality.  He’s started to try crowing in the morning, just a little “rr-rrrrrrr” but you know it’s just a matter of time before his voice changes.  And he’s challenging us – this little half-grown banty.  He’s pecking at our hands and feet if we get too close.

Sucky thing is, this means that the pair of them have got to go.  They’ve been at close quarters since they were days old, so I don’t want to separate them. That means losing the hen as well, but it just wouldn’t seem right.

So, if you know anyone in the Eugene/Springfield area who wants a pair of young chicks, lemme know.