This is my baby, and my best friend. His name is Buddy. First one is when I had him for a few months and the second was when he was around 3 yrs. Buddy became one of my fondest pets and I love him to death. He is a black silkie rooster. He came to me as a young chick as an only chicken. when he was the only one out of the flock who for some reason could not walk. It was a deformety that they did not want to deal with and they knew I was really wanting to find a silkie as a pet after loosing a pet hen months eariler. At this time we didn't know if he was a male or female but I hoped at the beginning that he'd be a female since I loved my little hen. Buddy became his name really fast. He was like no other chicken. Was spoiled as can be. Sleeping only in the house and cuddleing with him on the bed on a blanket. Buddy prooved to be a mericle because with little babying he walked! One morning he did his first crow. a rather scratchy and funny one but that's when I found out he was a boy. He grew bigger and his feathers became long and beautiful with a shine of green.
Then as he got older he spent his days outside and when he was ready to come in he'd peck and dance at the door demanding to be let in. and once I opened the door he'd come running and follow me into my room where his bed was. Morning crows was interesting and I didn't even need to set my alarm. He was a major guest pleaser, everyone wanted to see him. Some people think chickens are not that smart but buddy prooved many wrong. I could tell he was intelligent from his personality and he knew I loved him. From the time I got him he followed me and thought I was his mom. He didn't care for people he didn't know and didn't like my brothers. but when he saw me he'd walk right to me or let me pick him up. He was abit of a watch dog, buddy protected from anyone he didnt recognize. when a guest would leave a few times he chased them out the door and jumped at the leg at the door. That was the kids favorite game because buddy would chase you just if you began running. Buddy was a lap rooster. Laying on my lap even on his back as I petted him for long times and watched his eyes close. Of all my pets, my horse and my cats, it was buddy who held a very special place in my heart and still does to this day. When I decided I wanted my first cat I had to agree with downsizing my zoo. But never buddy. I agreed to make him sleep outside in order to get my cat. It was very hard the first week for me, I was worried, paranoid and not to mention watching buddy cry at the window like please let me in. My younger brother built a nice wooden house in his class for me. with even the slanted roof and adjusted just for him. once I taught him how to use it by helping him in with food and closing it so he had to sleep in it all night, it only took two days and he was hooked. He used that house every night. But of coarse on really cold nights, snowing or storming I wouldnt dare let him alone at night. He was very spoiled and still the only man in my life. Once I even experimented and made him a sweater and little boodys and it was so dang cute watching him dace and run across the yard. He'd do his "tap dance" in the window when we taped at it. Being a main pet involved with outside holidays and always in pictures with me. He even went to my high school with me for a project on the topic what is important in my life. Years kept flying and I turned 18 and I still prefered my buddy over any guy. Never wanting to date, noone understood why or how i'd love my rooster so much. I was never ashamed or imbarresed by him. He mattered alot to me and always was there for me when I was sad. He was one of the bestest friend I could have over even a person. To make it short buddy died when we babysat my sisters dog. And for months it was really hard not hearing him crow and hearing over and over again, where's your rooster I havent seen/heard him in a while. and even now I turn 19 and I still think of buddy all the time, as an example, as a friend I will always remember years from now. I still dream of my little buddy from time to time. Petting him and holding him like old times and I still feel him as I did when he was here with me. I hope buddy knows I loved him so much and I will never forget how he was there for me, and loved me. and I know I will see him again. I don't want another rooster or chickens for several years. perhaps I will raise a whole coop of silkies someday. I had always planned to let buddy be a daddy so that someday all my silkies would be related to him. I had buddy for a wonderfull 3 years and it's been to me one of my greatest years. He was a mericle and a pet that I beleive was meant to be. To help me when I lost my bestfreind, and to give me someone to love again. May my sweet Buddy rest in peace. I love you Buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
