Dash

Dash was given to a lovely woman who works in a pet store when she was a chick. She grew up in a loving household with dogs and cats, but no other chickens. One day, I happened to be chatting to this beautiful woman in the pet store about my chickens, she mentioned that she had one chicken who was a year old and that she was upset that she was living without other chickens. I offered to take her to Lefty’s Place to be part of a chicken family. I picked her up one Wednesday morning in April. Their parting was full of tears. Although Dash had been kept as an only chicken, she was so very loved living in that household, but a new life awaited Dash. A life living as a real chicken.

Once I got her home, I realised that this girl had absolutely no idea how to behave with other chickens, at all. She was terrified to start with and it has taken months for her to be comfortable with other chickens. She’s still not all that great at communicating or understanding hierachy just yet, but hopefully with time she will. I named her Dash because she darts and dashes all over the place with such speed and excitement! I often find her sitting on my shoulder just chatting away to herself.

She is a people’s hen who has had to learn to become a chicken.