Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Royalty



Hector is the most unassuming rooster ever. He came by some of it honestly, since he joined the flock as the youngest and smallest and therefore the lowest on the totem pole. He ran away from Pee Wee. He even ran away from the smallest hens, and from Alice and Gertie, his Australorp comrades. He didn't crow - in fact he didn't make any noise except a lovely sort of cooing when it was time to go to bed. Sweet Hector.

He's still only nine months old, but he has grown up since those early days. He crows now - a robust, ornamented crow, deeper than Pee Wee's, that trails off into bass territory at the end. His rank is middle-of-the-ladder now: he bosses Alice and Gertie and all of our original Orpington hens around, but the rest of the Orpington flock still won't put up with any monkey business from him. And although he is now even taller than the reigning giant Pee Wee, their rooster-dominance-dances are conducted only from opposite sides of a fence - otherwise Hector still runs away.

We loved Hector right from the start. Even before we found out he is descended from what amounts to chicken royalty. We found out last weekend that Hector is the grandson of the Iowa Grand Champion. I think that means Iowa Grand Champion rooster.


Kim took the nine + one chicks to a chicken swap down island on Sunday. They were snapped up immediately by a lovely family with two young daughters looking to start a backyard flock. As soon as they got home they emailed pictures to Kim to show her the chicks' new digs, and to ask for their exact hatch dates so their birthdays could be celebrated each year. Those birds are in good hands.

And while Kim was there she met for the first time the breeder who sold Hector-in-an-egg to the woman Kim eventually bought Hector-out-of-the-egg from. (Confused? I was, too...) Anyway, that's how she found out about his distinguished heritage.

Hector hasn't let it go to his head. He can't because he's got such a funny head thanks to a few scraps with Pee Wee - with his torn comb he'll never be Iowa Grand Champion, or even Cowichan Valley Grand Champion. But he's still a lovely boy.

10 comments:

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

Hector really is a handsome and distinguished rooster...I guess it's that unassuming air about him that makes him so attractive to commoners like me...sigh.... :-)

Rae said...

He really is lovely, and looks huge in the pictures. How tall is he?

Wonky Girl said...

Saw Hector and at first glance thought it was a photo like my big black Cochin roo. 'Cept my roo has feathered feet and a sparser tail from the bantams getting him.
Big black roos are beautiful!

Flartus said...

Well, he does have rather regal carriage, torn comb or no. You should post a video of his fabulous co-corico!

Doc said...

I just knew there was something special about Hector. He is not so very "odd" anymore is he. Perhaps we should refer to him as Lord Hector?

Christian said...

Hector is a darn fine looking bird and wears his noble name well.

jeanives said...

No wonder you took to him; your own royalty shining through. Birds of a feather and all that.I wonder if he will keep working his way up the pecking order on his way to ruling the roost.

Paula said...

I think Lord Hector fits him perfectly.

Maybe someday he'll be King.

Toni aka irishlas said...

He is handsome indeed! May he always have his sweet disposition!

Miriam said...

Yes, he is a charmer. One of those charmers who don't even know how charming they are.

Rae, we have no idea how tall he is because his height depends so much on his posture! Sometimes he hunkers down, and sometimes he stands really, really tall. He has very long legs (which he passed on to his sole offspring to date - the "one" of the "nine + one") which are good for looking tall and also for running away...

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