Many people have been asking me about Rudd (and my son told me to tell you how it’s pronounced because he said some of his friends are saying it wrong.)
Rudd is not pronounced “Rud” (like mud) it’s pronounce “Rude” (as in “how rude!”) This, of course, opens us up to all kinds of clever jokes like:
How’d you get to be so ruuuuuudd? (lyrics from a popular song)
Don’t be Rudd! – what we say to a chicken now when she’s acting a little off.
And of course –
“It’s a rather rude (Rudd) gesture, but at least it’s clear what you mean.” – Katherine Hepburn
All this aside, Rudd is fantastic. She’s her alert and active self. We are all so relieved and so impressed with the strength of this little chicken.
I took this photo of her this morning, she was joining the gang for a sip of water (collected on the lid of the baby chick’s container that we had left out in the rain – oh well, water is water.) Our Rudd has returned from a horrendous injury and she’s rejoined the flock. This chick is definitely a survivor.
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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at [email protected]
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