genetics
genetics at Alektorophobia is a file of 3 stories. The newest of them: “Bantam or Bust: Our Egg-citing Size Mystery Unfolds”, “That's No Lady… That's My Feathered Friend?”, and “Cluck-tastic hack: sexing silkie mixes in a week, not six months!”. So, I candled an egg today and thought, "Well, now I know Dawn isn't the father because of the fetus's size." Then I realized I know absolutely nothing about chicken size genetics. Well, that's quite the morning wake-up call. Chickens. Everything there is to know about chickens and the fear of them. The list below is every genetics story on Alektorophobia, newest first.
Bantam or Bust: Our Egg-citing Size Mystery Unfolds
So, I candled an egg today and thought, "Well, now I know Dawn isn't the father because of the fetus's size." Then I realized I know absolutely nothing about chicken size genetics. Classic me, jumping to conclusions like a hen on a hot griddle. We've got Storm, an average-sized naked neck, and Dawn, a bantam, so who's the real daddy? It's a cluck-tastic mystery, and I'm here for the fowl play. This whole adventure reminds me of our piece on those tiny chicken tails that are three weeks of pure heart-melting magic, because sometimes the smallest things surprise us most. Bantam or bust, I guess we'll find out when this chick hatches.
That's No Lady… That's My Feathered Friend?
Well, that's quite the morning wake-up call. A crowing "lady" at just 15 weeks old? Talk about a plot twist in the hen house. This beefy black bird is double the size of the others, with feet that mean business and a crown that's stealing the show. Honestly, the evidence is piling up like… well, you know. It sounds like your high-dollar, color-specific egg venture might have a rooster on its hands. Sometimes, you get exactly what you pay for, and sometimes you get a surprise that ruffles your feathers. It's a classic case of fowl play, and you've got to laugh to keep from crying. For anyone else navigating the fine art of chicken-keeping, this little story is a cluck-tastic cautionary tale.
Cluck-tastic hack: sexing silkie mixes in a week, not six months!
Well, color me cluck-tastic, because this is one egg-citing experiment! This clever chicken keeper got tired of the six-month waiting game with their Silkies, so they decided to get crafty with a Salmon Faverole cross. The result? Seven fluffy chicks, with three showing that light, promising color. It's a fowl play masterclass in backyard genetics, honestly. I love the logic here: using the Faverole's quick feather-sexing trait to crack the code on the fluffy Silkies. And hey, if you're into this kind of clever crossbreeding, you might just love our piece on *Chickens Got Her Good!* for more feathered friend fun. Crossing that light roo back to a Silkie is a gamble, but isn't that half the fun?