My enire world was flipped up side down the other day. Amber, bantam black silkie, the sweetest chicken of them all is actually a rooster. I should have seen it coming- the growing comb, the iridescent tail feathers… But how could such a sweet, sweet hen, be not a hen at all? Simple answer: gender change. Let’s face it- many humans go through gender complications (for lack of a better word) such as a woman always feeling like she is acually a man or vice versa. What about hermaphrodites, huh? What about Amber?

Elvis, my only other bantam (Mille Fleur) is a rooster and has always been since about 6 weeks old. He’s the same age as Amber and as mean as a snake, but, harmless. The only way to explain this is that it is yet another miracle on Rup Nut Ranch.

She has been an outcast her whole life (about 8 months). She’s always been in the background pecking and scratching away all by herself, with no one to talk to, except me. Well, the tides have changed and through the power of Allah, she is now a he! Amber, officially the nicest rooster in the world.