Since my no account so called rooster is so unsuccessful at breeding his hens, I have in desperation resorted to using AI. Which involves collecting sperm from him and depositing it to the hens manually. I can't believe I just typed this much less have attempted. I'll let you know how it goes. I may need some type of therapy after this. I know the rooster will.
We are a small Hobby Farm with just a HINT of insanity. Maybe a tad more. Nestled near the foothills of the Blue Ridge, we raise and sell poultry, hatching eggs, and goats. My husband, Gregg, aka the Voice O' Reason, keeps me alive and off the 6 o'clock news. Our daughter, Rebekah, is special needs - which mostly means she's way smarter than most. We also have a daughter, Elisabeth, and a son, Ben. One married, one about to be. That should sum things up enough to follow along.
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Why don't you just turn him into soup and get a better one? It will definetly save you the trauma xD
ReplyDeleteI would if I could replace him. He's quite a nice bird and difficult to replace his level of quality. The GOOD news is I saw some "action" yesterday so have high hopes he's coming around. LOL! Last year I got a whopping TWO fertile eggs from my Buff Orpingtons. This year needs to be better. :)
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