Saturday, June 23, 2012
Well, (thankfully?) the cuteness factor of the meaty birds is wearing off. They're right at 6 weeks old now, and it seems we have some rather strong-headed males (I'm assuming they're males anyway) in our batch, who fight pretty hard for dominance. There are about 3 that have appeared to mature faster than the rest, and they always seem to tussle with each other. This morning, as I was trucking food and water about, I noticed 2 in particular in a weird stance, their necks leaning on each other, almost like boxers resting during a fight. Then they went at it, and I noticed a fair bit of blood on one, so I yanked him out of the fray. I'm now wondering if this is in fact what happened to my little injured chick. This one I pulled today is not nearly as injured, but I like to be cautious, so he's in his own box for the time-being, too.
We might have to off a few of these boys early, knowing that they won't have reached proper weight until another month from now. I'm okay with that, though. The first go-round of any new endeavor can always be chalked up to a learning experience. Dare I say, most anything can be seen as a learning process if you chose to view it that way, even when that curve is a steep one.