Lesson 851 – The fat lady’s getting ready to sing

After yesterday’s post, I was contacted by a few people.

“That’s definitely a boy,” said one.

“Oh geez Wendy… Josephine is looking pretty masculine!” said another.

I know, I know, but my reply was “yeah, I’m pretty sure she’s a male but I’m not ready to give up until the fat lady sings (as it were.)”

One of my friends (hi Linda) who raises and shows Copper Marans, (and who has agreed to adopt Mr. Bucket when we can no longer keep him) felt pretty sure Josephine was male but she was going to have her husband look at the photo to get his opinion.

This is the photo he looked at

This is the photo he looked at

His verdict was reflected in the message she later sent me:

“Tell Josephine to start packing her bags.”

The good news is that my friend is willing to adopt both birds (she has been drooling over Josephine since I got her.)  They are both going to a good home.

These marans were brought up together and are so close that we frequently call them “Frick and Frack.” If you see one, you can bet that the other one will be nearby.  One of the reasons I haven’t moved Mr. Bucket out yet is that I was worried about what would become of Josephine. Would she be lost without her favorite flock mate? Would she be traumatized?

Part of being a mama hen is the vigilant and never-ending protecting of your flock from painful situations.  There, there, little chick – all will be well.


And now, because they will be moved together, it looks like I won’t have to any soothing (other than for myself.) In the end, this is goodness.

What this means, however, is that even though I hand-raised 3 Copper Marans this summer, I was not able to keep any (and yes, I still mourn little Violet.) It’s tough – talk about suffering from “leaving the nest” syndrome.

In just a few short weeks, Charlie will go back to being the only Maran in the flock.*sigh*

Hey Dick, get ready for a visit next spring. I’ll keep trying as long as I have to get a few more of these beautiful birds in my life.

Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

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4 responses to “Lesson 851 – The fat lady’s getting ready to sing

  1. I’m so glad there’s an easy and happy ending— You’ve had your share of challenges, Wendy!

  2. Dick Seng

    “Hey Dick, get ready for a visit next spring. I’ll keep trying as long as I have to get a few more of these beautiful birds in my life.”
    FYI, we have about 30 Copper Marans chicks in various stages of age, so don’t worry.

  3. For eight years I had a strange on line friend who fooled me into thinking he was a man named David. We became very close without ever meeting in person. Long story, I may have saved David’s life once. (No sure.) During the course of our “relationship” I learned that David suffered from what was once called “multiple personality syndrom” (think books/movies such as SYBIL. Now called “DID. (Look it up.) We became as close as two people who had never met could become. As David lived not far from me and we had other things in common, I decided (“bucket list”) to meet David in person. David said, “Something you should know.” David sent me a picture. David is a woman. “David” was one of her eight or so personalities. I proceeded with plans to meet. Various people warned me that I was probably in danger from a dangerous psychopath. (I have know dangerous psychopaths, including at least one woman who murdered her husband.) I felt (wisely or unwisely) no danger. So David/Joan could recognize me I left on my table where we met for dinner a book about prominent female serial killers. We had a lovely dinner together and felt quite a home with each other, like two friends who had not met each other for a long time. I will say to anyone so unwise as to read this comment, “Don’t try this at home.” David/Joan describes herself as a man in a woman’s body, though she does not seem to plan sex change surgery. Be glad you only are dealing with hens and roosters.

    • Wendy Thomas

      wow. Just wow.

      What a story! You never cease to amaze (or amuse) me. Having read your comment, you can be sure that I’m glad I’m only dealing with hens and roosters.


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