A quick note about Sybill Trelawney. This fabulous little chicken was a gift. You know those friends I mentioned a few posts back that have 200 + chickens? Well, we were chatting with them a couple years or so back and told them we wanted to add a few more birds to the flock. They said, "You can have one of ours." Just like that. Brian drove to their little farm and Jenine picked a bird, put her in a box and said, "Here ya go!"
That's how we acquired Sybill. She is a Black Sex Link, Sex Links are pretty cool. You see you can tell if the chicken is male or female at birth by the color the of the chick! Isn't science neat? When she first joined the flock I called her our street chicken. She looked like she'd been around the block, pretty ragged around the edges. Her feathers were a bit mangy, and she didn't have any of the chicken grace that our other girls had. After several molting sessions and some sweet food scraps, Sybill's feathers look much nicer these days. She isn't going to win any beauty contests, but she's a real sweetie and a great layer. She lays light brown eggs, and is fairly steady about it. Sex Links can lay up to 300 eggs per year! She also tolerates us petting her once in a while, though I think her little chicken brain tolerates it because it reminds her of mating. The way she hunches down and dips her tail to the ground, I'm pretty sure that's what they do when a rooster... erm... mounts them. Oh well, she's a funny hen and I like her. She also has a little blue anklet, from her days at Wyeth Acres.
Here she is, she's the black one on the left.