Meet the Chickens


Our feathered friends not only help keep us fed with plenty of eggs, they keep us highly entertained (and often frustrated). We love watching these tiny dinosaurs run free across the property, but they keep us on our toes trying to keep them off the back porch and away from the cats they love to harass.


Rhode Island Red rooster walking across the grass.

General Tso

General Tso was given to us by our neighbor. We got a call asking if we were missing a chicken, but had not had chickens for over a year by that point. He brought General Tso over and he became the first resident in the brand new coop.


Rhode Island Red rooster playing in the garden.

Bruce Jr.

Bruce Jr. is named after our first Rhode Island Red rooster, Bruce. Bruce was a brave rooster who protected his ladies with his life when a dog attacked the flock. We honored his sacrifice by naming his look-alike after him.


Rhode Island Red rooster playing in the garden.

Benny

Benny has no name origin story, but he wants you to know he loves chasing the ladies and making sure they are where they are supposed to be on time.


White chicken playing in the garden.

Hennifer

Hennifer is a diva and a menace who loves eating cat food and making a scene every morning when her breakfast isn’t ready exactly when the coop door opens.


White chicken playing in the grass.

Cat

Cat is named because she insists on laying her eggs in the cat bed, cat house, and cat condo. When those spaces are unavailable, she throws a fit and makes sure everyone knows how displeased she is that her preferred nesting spot is blocked.


Black chicken playing in the garden.

Clucky

Clucky got her name honestly… she is the coop loud mouth. She has an opinion and ensures everyone 2 miles away knows what that opinion is. Clucky makes sure we all know when the food bowls are empty or when the cat is sleeping in her favorite spot.


Black chicken walking near the drain pipe.

Eggatha

Eggatha is a quiet chicken. Unlike her coop-mates, she prefers the quiet life under the porch, or in the side garden. Often found off picking at the flowers away from the larger group, she listens to the rhythm of her own music.


Rhode Island Red hen walking in the garden.

Fluffernutter

Fluffernutter is one of our Rhode Island Reds. A constant troublemaker, fussing at the cats for eating all the cat food, knowing she isn’t supposed to be on the back porch. She goes as far as to peck at the inside cats through the window when she wants more cat food.


Orange chicken hunting for bugs in the garden.

Chick Flick

Can a person have a favorite chicken? Chick Flick is one of our favorites. Shhh… don’t tell the others! She is absolutely a menace, but also keeps us laughing with her shenanigans. The moment we shoo her off the porch, she looks us straight in the eyes and flies her fluffy self right back up to her throne.


Black chicken walking across the grass.

Chickira

Chickira’s hips don’t lie. She is the undisputed pop star of the coop, known for her dramatic egg-laying soundtrack and flair for the dramatic. She expects applause for every egg laid, and honestly, she deserves it.


Black chicken in the garden bed.

Cutlet

Despite sounding like she should end up on the dinner plate, Cutlet is one of our best egg laying hens. She loves chasing bugs, and following the humans around the farm hoping for chicken treats.


Black rooster in the garden.

Top Hat

Top Hat is named because he has a fluffy little feather hat on the top of his head. He is a quiet rooster who likes to stick close to his flock.


White chicken with black spots in the garden.

Broody

Broody got her name honestly. She is constantly broody and all the hens lay their eggs in her box, hoping she can be the mama for their chicks. While she has so far not hatched any chicks, we are hopeful she will get to be the mama she desperately wants to be.


Orange chicken running across the wooden deck.

Dolly

Dolly is named after the queen herself. As her picture suggests, she joins Chick Flick in porch chaos. If chickens could wear high heels and rhinestone dresses, Dolly would demand all the finery a department store had to offer.


Orange chicken nesting in a fake fern.

Fern

Fern also got her name honestly. She lays her egg in the fake fern on the front porch every morning. 


Black chicken walking in the grass.

Disco

Living life like every day is 1979, dancing to the sound of her own funky music, Disco is easily distracted by shiny objects. She carries pieces of trash around the yard that she scavenges from who knows where and leaves them at the steps to the porch as little presents.