OK, Honeymoon is over, walked in on a serious disagreement, grabbed the first one I could reach, turned out to be "Hamish" the Blue Wyandotte, he whined all the way thru being checked over and banded, then stuck him in a brooder, luckily ready for just that situation, and he didn't want to get out of my arms???? a real wimp I think, just like his daddy.
He weighs a ton, of course the scale was nowhere convenient so don't know how much, but definitely heavy boy.
Now he is just by the barn door at eye level, so every time I come in, he welcomes me enthusiastically with offerings of wood shavings and stuff!
