All about Jaina, Mess on the right
Most of the complications we are currently dealing with in chicken world revolve around Jaina. Jaina eating constantly, Jaina making more manure than a horse, Jaina getting disgustingly dirty since she can’t perch, Jaina wandering the coop at night. Jaina, Jaina Jaina…. Well now we have a new Jaina issue, she may be a rooster.
This morning Cindy caught Jaina crowing on tape in a very rooster-esque fashion. If you look at “her” she already has a big comb and large waddle, other indicators of roosterhood. If she is a rooster it is rather annoying since Rural King had her bin listed as pullets (females) only.
The crowing comes the day after Cindy was surfing the internet reading horror story after horror story of people trying to raise cornish X birds into adulthood. Some of them can literally get to be the size of turkeys, crossing the 20 pound mark. At that size Jaina would not even fit through the chicken door to the coop. Obviously something needs to be done.
With our hopeful upcoming road trip we need to have our chicken situation settled before we leave. I think the only way we will be able to do that is to subtract Jaina (Cindy now calls her Bruce) from the equation. The likelihood we can rehome her to a place that won’t use her for meat is next to zero. Cornish X were engineered as meat birds much like corn that is engineered to resist weed killer. She is sort of a freak of nature.
I told Cindy she can start looking at options for Jaina. I really don’t think we have much choice if we are looking down the road at what he/she will grow into.
Tonight should be the last sleep over night for the dogs. The week has gone by pretty quick. They slide right into life at the house very easily. Seeing both of them out in the yard content brings smiles to the faces of Cindy and I every time.
I need to carve out more sleep time during the week. Recently I have been not closing my eyes until around 11. With a 5:30 AM normal alarm time I wake up most days feeling tired. I think one additional hour would hit the sweet spot of my sleep needs.
I have to admit I find it very entertaining watching what is going on the republican presidential race. Donald Trump who has entertained me on tv has suddenly become very popular with white, middle aged and older Americans because he basically said Mexican illegal immigrants suck. It almost seems like he is the 2016 version of Sarah Palin.
Then there is the endless stream of republican candidates that have declared themselves as potential presidential material. I could not come close to naming everyone that has declared but I know it’s well into the double digits. It seems counter productive to me. It seems like on the democratic side it is already pretty much a one person race which can be seen as a good or bad thing depending on your viewpoint of Hilary Clinton.
Personally I am at the point that no matter which candidate wins in the end from either party I really don’t care all that much. I am convinced that no matter who is sitting in the White House, the true masters of this country are outside the boundaries of national elections. They are the ultra-rich corporations and their minion lobbyists that dictate the direction the country is going, regardless of the current political climate.