Move over Google, there's a new boy in town. I'm pretty sure that our last remaining speckled sussex is indeed male -- or as we say in the bizness, a cockerel. Now I don't have any female sussex to compare with (rest in peace Brownie), but based on the size of his comb, I think there's little denying that Peck Peck is anything but a dude. I didn't post a picture of his tail feathers, but they are starting to grow long and lush, just like a rooster.
Two roosters!!! What are the chances? Well, apparently they are pretty good. Murray McMurray Hatchery sexes the chicks and guarantees 90% accuracy, meaning that 10% of the time they get it wrong -- pretty good if you're a meteorologist, but bad if you're a surgeon/marksman/accountant. I bought 27 chicks in April, which means that statistically I should have received 2.7 male birds and 24.3 females. Let's just round it and say that I should have received about 3 roosters in the mix. Hmmm. Well, I did get at least two.
The funny thing is that I gave away 15 birds, 2 died (again, rest in peace Brownie), so I currently have 10 birds. This means that I have only 37% of my original flock. If you do the math, I should have only ended up with one rooster (.99 but I'm rounding!). So why is it that I have two running around the coop? Peterson luck I guess.
As my husband says, if it weren't for bad luck, we wouldn't have any luck at all!
:-)
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